He looked cruel, and she knew he had thepotential for it. We thought you were a clever girl, but you're just another stupidbitch! The blow caught her in the side of the head. That's too bad. He grabbed his plastic liter bottle of Coke and his book on chaostheories and started toward the door to the locker rooms.
Her heart pounded. Tattered ribbons of yellow plasticcrime-scene tape clung to tree trunks like synthetic kudzu. If I ever get any. Nothing could be worse than that.
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