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Guest
Marisol walked down the hallways, a book in her hand. She had just finished reading it, and was going back to the library to get another one. She went in. She started reading the titles of books, trying to pick one to read. Her hair fell in front of her face, hiding her moss green skin from anyone who walked by.
She hoped she'd just blend in, unnoticed, but it usually didn't work that way.
She hoped she'd just blend in, unnoticed, but it usually didn't work that way.