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An Unexpected Gift
Marisol walked into the large high school building. There were people socializing in little groups all the way down the long main hall. She glanced at her schedule and headed toward her first class. On her way she passed people she would have waved to in middle school, people that would've smiled were they not so absorbed in themselves now, they didn't notice her.
In her first class of the day, which was English, she sat in the corner behind a group of cackling girls. They girls passed notes to her, but only for her to pass on. They girl who appeared to be their leader, spoke with a lisp, and when she'd swing her head around almost hitting Marisol with her hair, she'd apologize and claim she'd forgotten anyone was behind her. Marisol wasn't surprised; Marisol thought the girl hat probably forgotten ...