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Charlotte was sitting down on the lawn, but in the shadows like normal. She glared at the other students, running around, laughing, chatting. It all made her sick. Pathetic. Scoffing she pulled out a journal, and started writing. For a while now she'd been writing a story, but she never was happy with any of it. It had to be at just the right edge. And that edge was obviously hard to get.
Running out of ideas she resorted to chewing on the end of her pencil. She looked up at the other students, through the hair that had fallen infront of her face whilst her head had been bent down.
"Idiots." She stated to herself, and shifted her eyes from them before she would end up being sick.
Running out of ideas she resorted to chewing on the end of her pencil. She looked up at the other students, through the hair that had fallen infront of her face whilst her head had been bent down.
"Idiots." She stated to herself, and shifted her eyes from them before she would end up being sick.