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Freshman year, upon the discovery of an old email, Myra decided to shoot her pen-pal a message, like old times. 

She didn’t expect much from it, especially not her old crush on the girl to resurface and cause the grey blob on her hip to sting a bit more. 

Yasamin responded, not expecting much either. She only responds to squash any prior feelings of loneliness she had .

 Sure she’s used to it, but being in a new house, with new people, and mother thousands of miles away does make it a lot harder.

These four years of AP stress, poorly dealing with your feelings, friends being absolutely no help, poor driving skills, just being poor, a bitchy glitch that puts you on blast, hurricanes, loss, and whatever else vaguely southern, east- coast, pride having teens have to worry about.

Characters: ( Quotes from character’s chatroom to summarize them)

Myra: uhhhh rrreed goblins????

Yasamin:  Ignoring the personal attack, thank you

Charles:I prefer not to have “dickballswashere” scribbled all over my head while I sleep, and then sent to my catholic grandmother

Vanessa: yall dehydrated motherfuckers

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