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Old April 13th, 15, 05:15 AM   #2
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Blaire was practically in tears as she ran down the little road, her red hair unwashed and herself dressed in the same schoolgirl outfit that embarrassed her so much. It was horrid but it was normally like this, herself running around horrified at what her roommates did. She had known the group since high school, herself having the misfortune of somehow barely scraping into the school that they had bought their way into. Through so many scholarships and about three jobs combined with sleepless nights and hours of studying, she had been returned to hell as she was paired with her same demons from high school. They teased her, tormented her, and made her life hell. She herself was just forced to just bear it, walking through life with her head down. She didn't even know why they picked on her save her small stature. As she ran by the road, she didn't know what was coming the poor girl just thinking that she had already been messed with enough. As she ran past some bushes, she felt herself grabbed from behind. "Hey what. No! No you can't do this! Not today please!" she cried, struggling against the pair. "Professor Callahan said that if I was late one more time that I wasn't going to be allowed back in the class!" she yelled as she writhed in the girl's arms. "Please Brittany let me go!" she cried. "Please. J...just please." the poor girl said as her cries turned to a quieter whimper and she seemed to give up.
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