Dell didn't see any girls. Boys got into a lot more trouble in school. He had assumed that "Willow" was some kind of nick name. He figured it was really "Will-Low" which might have been gang slang. Instead seated across from him had been a twelve year old girl. There was something not right about her. He could see that from the beginning. Her eyes darted around his small room and then came to rest on his stomach which was rude. He knew he was sweating which was just part of who he was. But he got the feeling that she was judging him. That's not what this place was about. He was the judger. He needed to put her in a category of Strange as soon as possible (ASAP) so that he could disconnect from whatever was happening in the room.
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Teen Fiction1. She's different and a genius 2. Almost everything interests her 3. She has learned the hard way 4.she understands that ffamily is what you make it 5. She doesn't have a lot of friends 6. She knows that the most wonderful thing in the world is fee...
