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"Their betrayal was the fire that forged me; now I am the blade that will bring their ruin." ~Araneae Ruber
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IRENE SWUNG herself on her swing as she flipped the pages of her jotter as she read. She had read her entire subjects and was now just reading from her jotter.
She could read much because, unlike her classmates, she didn't have a boyfriend and as sad as it was, she also didn't have friends.
So it was most always she, herself, and her books.
Suddenly, the doors of her green house were thrown open.
"I am feeling a sense of déjà vu right now." She muttered to herself.
Looking up from her book and stared at the person that came in.
"Do you need something?" She asked. Just from the student attire, Irene knew she was a junior.
"Lady Templeton, your attention is needed in the secretary's office."
