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             "----...are you...okay?..."

   { How does one go about     asking someone if they're     being abused? She isn't     really sure. You'd think     she'd know how to     approach this. }

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         { Oh. Oh no. No, she's not doing this.           Certainly not over him of all people.           She's not going to be some simple-           minded, horny teenager getting all           bothered over something this stupid.                               ------...But she's always had a thing for bikes. }

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         { Having to sit in the back seat behind those two more like kill her please thank god that's over though honestly she was kind of hoping Malia would have bled out and died in the damn jeep. }

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                   "----What? I'm busy."

     { Ice cream in pajamas       watching The Notebook       busy. This fucking blows. }

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         "Come on! I'm not going to learn a damn thing if you keep treating me like some delicate flower! HIT ME."

                                                            { She's shoving their shoulders back                                                                provocatively, trying to push them into                                                                doing it. Into putting up a real fight. For                                                                once, she's not wearing heels. And for                                                                once, pretty strawberry blonde locks are                                                                tied back tight. She feels like she's                                                                dressed like Cora Hale or something.                                                                But it's worth it. It's worth it to learn. }

               "If you don't hurt me now, someone else                 will and it won't be in a safe space like this.                 I might as well learn where I know I won't die                 than out in the street where I will."

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          "Who the holy hell is that new freshman kid? Looks like he needs to be taken down a peg. Fortunately, I know just the girl for the job."

                                                                     { Lydia lives for taking down boys a peg.                                                                        Especially cocky, self-absorbed boys that                                                                        think they're charming and smart. Her                                                                        grades are still better. This new kid can                                                                        go kick rocks. }

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         {She has nothing to say. She has nothing to say. This is her fault. It's all her fault.}

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              "I? Am a tenacious queen, and I refuse to be treated as anything less."

     {Seriously. She'll put a stiletto heel through your freaking trachea. Respect the queen. For your own good.}