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Foolish as it may have been, Lucielle liked to think of herself as powerful, unbreakable. And yet, all it took was a stupid short story for the stupid group project for her stupid patience and her poor pride to snap in half. Determination had her legs moving, the way to the Henry building familiar and lady luck must have finally been on her side because her eyes fell on just the boy she needed; the hair, the body frame, yeah it must have been him, she concluded. “Hey, King,” Lucy yelled out, sincerely hoping she had the right one. “King! Jackson? I need you!”
Screaming in the middle of an almost empty hallway, (after a guy no less), such manners. Scowling, the blonde quickened her pace - not quite running but almost - just so she could catch up with her much shorter legs. “Wait up!”
