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“How did that go?” Ben asked, holding me close as I tried my best to control my tears. I really didn’t want to let Starla’s mean comments get to me, but it hurt to have anyone yell such awful things at me, especially someone who I’ve tried so hard to be nice to. It’s all so wrong, it makes my heart ache, and I had no idea how to answer Ben’s question without making my tears even more prominent.
I sat up and swiped the single tear that had escaped off of my cheek. “That Starla is a bitch,” I said, trying to control my anger but not getting much of it under check. “I hate her.”
Ben gave me an empathetic look but then said, “Tell me how you really feel,” trying to get me to laugh. I appreciated the effort, I really did, but it didn’t work this time. “What happen
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