“Wait a second, Trixie?” said Juliette seeing the familiar blonde, “you go here?” she said, referring to the school. “Like to White Lake?”. The two had always been at separate schools, and hadn’t really talked since Juliette’s pageant days. Juliette’s mom used to think it was for her, luckily in middle school that stopped. “No way!” she said excitedly. Things were looking up for the girl. @the-drcmaqueen
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