☆゚*·゚GRINNING BRIGHTLY, AVERY spun her new scissors around her finger. She had a scissor collection and almost everyone knew about it. If you knew anything about the girl, you’d know about her collection. Avery was obsessed and wanted every design she could possibly get. However, she also liked to use her scissors to intimidate others, especially those boys that didn’t seem to get the message that she wasn’t interested. “What do you think? You like my new scissors? Super shy, super sharp. They could cut quite a bit, especially that super luscious hair that backward yankee hat is so fond of. He’d look good with a new hair cut.”
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