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sans-serif, 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica;""Evi!"
Sara hugs me as I stumble tiredly through the school gates. "Your hair looks amazing!"br style="box-sizing: border-box;"
/"Oh, thanks." I style="box-sizing:
border-box;" /"Why are you back here?" She style="box-sizing: border-box;" /"Me and Scott broke up." I reply style="box-sizing:
border-box;" /"What? Why?" She takes me by the shoulders as I try to keep style="box-sizing:
border-box;" /"I don't want to talk about it." I moan. "How's Marcus after the whole thing with Warren?"br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /"He's getting over it." She shrugs. "Come on, Evi. Let's go learn some Calculus to forget about douchey boys!"br style="box-sizing:
border-box;" /Her words make me smile and I nod in reply./p