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with side bangs. It was a big step for me-I'd never dyed my hair before, unless you counted that chalk dye phase in sixth grade. The next morning, I headed downstairs earlier than usual, feeling a mix of nerves and excitement. The smell of waffles hit me as soon as I walked into the kitchen. Perfect. I was happily nibbling on my waffles, topped with whipped cream, when Reynolds came tumbling down the stairs. I burst out laughing, but my laughter died when I saw the look on his face. "Uh, who are you, and what are you doing in my house?" he asked, his eyes wide. "You look like my ug

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**Brielle** said, high-fiving me. Just then, Reynolds and the guys made their usual dramatic entrance, walking into the school like they owned the place. I rolled my eyes, grabbing the books I needed for first-period (Literature)-which, of course, I had with Jax. The guys walked over, and Jax's eyes never left me. "Hey, baby sis," Reynolds started, gesturing to my outfit. "About your...uh...clothes-" "Nope," I cut him off. "But I-" "Nuh-uh." "I just-" "Shhh." He groaned. "Fine. But if an

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gain. You're practically blind without them." I glared at her, crouching to pick up my books. "Ever heard of contact lenses, Vienna?" "Whatever," she said, rolling her eyes. "Aren't you scared some guy's going to try something again? I mean, with you dressing like that, you're practically asking for it." I clenched my jaw, standing up to fa

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he never knows when to stop," Jules said, shaking her head as she took a bite of her salad. I frowned. Jules loved food, and seeing her eat a salad was...weird. "Since when do you eat salads?" I asked. "I figured I could use a diet," she said, sh

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