A bullied girl meets the popular new student.
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"Still saying that you're perfectly okay?" Max whispers.
I'm surprised to hear that his voice is shaking.
"I'm going to find who did this to you."
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One time, I was the most popular girl in sch...
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Art is no doubt my favorite subject, which is why my mood can't be better as I sit for the art class today. A smile curves on my lips as I rest my chin on my palm, paying attention to Mrs. Dawson, our teacher, who is explaining some European decorative arts from the Middle Ages in her presentation. I can't wait to talk to Aiden later about this -- we never run out of topics when we talk about art.
When we almost reach the end of the class, Mrs. Dawson ends her presentation and sighs with a smile.
"To make you have a better picture of what we were just talking about in today's class, I'm very pleased to announce to you that we would be having a field trip this Thursday..." she pauses, making us wonder with curiosity.
Field trip? That's a good thing, actually. It has been a long time since we had a field trip -- the last one was when I was still a freshman. This can be a breath of fresh air.
"To museum The Louvre in Paris," Mrs. Dawson finishes her sentence.
My eyes widen in surprise, while my other classmates gasp. Some of them squeal in delight, and frantic whispers fill the classroom as they talk with each other in excitement.
