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these are the times that try men's souls --- thomas paine
It was right before lunch at Stoneybrook High School and like always, Mary Anne went to the restroom before she headed to the cafeteria to eat. And like always, Kristy was with her. It was their thing. They seemed to always head straight there after class.
Mary Anne opened the door for them and heard it close behind them with a small thud as they entered. Pulling her strawberry smuckers lip gloss from her purse, she applied some in the mirror. Then she smoothed out her hair a little. It always seemed to get a little mussed by the time she got to lunch. It was the natural wave she had in it.
"So," she started carefully, taking a sidelong glance at Kristy through the mirror, "are you looking forward to the trip?" Mary Anne was treading on it with a grain of salt. She knew Kristy was probably still frazzled over team captain.
Mary Anne opened the door for them and heard it close behind them with a small thud as they entered. Pulling her strawberry smuckers lip gloss from her purse, she applied some in the mirror. Then she smoothed out her hair a little. It always seemed to get a little mussed by the time she got to lunch. It was the natural wave she had in it.
"So," she started carefully, taking a sidelong glance at Kristy through the mirror, "are you looking forward to the trip?" Mary Anne was treading on it with a grain of salt. She knew Kristy was probably still frazzled over team captain.