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Sia
"You're alone?" Terry asked from outside, her face poking out of a bush.
"Yes fuzz-head, now common." She looked greatly offended for a minute, but let it go and climbed the brand escape ladder and crawled threw the window. She put a streak of shaggy black hair behind her ear, revealing her electric blue eyes.
"And?" She demanded.
"And what?"
"Common Sia, Mum."
"She didn't ask. She thinks Hannah's off to pick u up at ski club."
"Good." Terry relaxed and crashed on her bed, exhausted.
"Wear were u tonight?" I asked.
"Here and there around the Greenbelt, that's wear he hangs out for themost."...
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