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Sia
"You're alone?" Terry asked from outside, her face poking out of a bush.
"Yes fuzz-head, now common." She looked greatly offended for a minute, but let it go and climbed the moto escape ladder and crawled threw the window. She put a streak of shaggy black hair behind her ear, revealing her electric blue eyes.
"And?" She demanded.
"And what?"
"Common Sia, Mum."
"She didn't ask. She thinks Hannah's off to pick wewe up at ski club."
"Good." Terry relaxed and crashed on her bed, exhausted.
"Wear were wewe tonight?" I asked.
"Here and there around the Greenbelt, that's wear he hangs out for themost."...
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