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... gnoring the way people stepped aside like I was contagious, staring at me.
I knew this would happen.
Still.
It didn’t make it easier.
I counted steps to my locker just to keep my brain from spiraling.
But the second I turned the corner...
The time I got to my locker, the first thing I saw... was my own face.
Dozens of copies of that one photo from the night I got arrested, blood on my shirt, my eyes wide and dazed, surrounded by flashing po ...
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