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Her hair is like, white blonde, but trust me, it’s not her natural color. “Lucy, are you feeling all right?” He asked concernedly. Am I so forgettable?” He strode down the hall as she ran to catch up with him past lockers someone had painted an abysmal shade of gray blue. “Then turn round and go back there,” she directed.
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