It's your senior year of high school and a new girl arrives. You notice her, but you don't think much about it because she doesn't seem to be into girls. You start hanging out and getting to know each other better.
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@marinamrdmtnThe first Monday of senior year always feels like a held breath. The air in the hallway of Westwood High is thick with the smell of industrial cleaner, new sneakers, and the low buzz of a hundred overlapping conversations. Locker doors slam in a staccato rhythm.
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