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Post by Christella Andrews on Jul 6, 2007 0:17:00 GMT -5
The hood of Stella's fur covered jacket was covered in small snowflakes. The wind blew lightly, Christella closed her eyes, enjoying the cool breeze on her pale, freckled face. Her ice blue eyes scanned the courtyard, one of her favorite places to enjoy the peace and serenity of Manhattan Prep. A few strands of her dark hair peeked from the hood. She closed her eyes, and opened her mouth, allowing a few snowflakes to fall into her mouth.
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S. We're flying first class up in the sky ... Her pocket vibrated as the sound of a text came in, from Evvie, her sister. Hey, what are you doing? Want to hang out? It read. Chuckling, she quickly texted back. Eve, you dope. Hello? School? She quickly stuck her cell phone in her pocket, afraid it would be taken up.
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