Introduction to the actual story.
The boy sitting to my right leaned across the aisle way towards the boy I was checking out earlier. "I turned something on this morning, but it sure wasn't my brain."
By the time we had reached the cafeteria, I knew all that was going on in the world of Queen Isabella Roberts.
'Do what to you, Desi?' The little voice inside my head asked me. 'He made no promises to you. He’s done nothing wrong.'
"Your eyes are kind of red...Have you been crying, or were you smoking something with the cheerleaders in the bathroom?" He asked sarcastically, trying to get me to cheer up.
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