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- Female
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[glow=blue]For The Outcasts[/glow]
High school, it has all its clicks and clubs that cause people to form groups; But, what about the students who never seem to be able to join anything or don't seem to fit anywhere. Well, one day someone got bored of the way things were and so they made a club for themselves letting anyone join if they wanted. What do they do exactly; well they just enjoy each other's company and do what they want. A few years have passed and that club is still going strong.
The school bell suddenly went off, causing students to quickly get up with their things and leave the room to go do whatever they want to do. Mira stood up, swinging her bag back so that she was holding it along her shoulder. She headed out of the room and down the hallways towards an area that not many people end up. She got to a certain room and opened up the door, heading inside the room. She closed the door then took a seat on one of the chairs crossing her legs, waiting for the others in the strange club to arrive.
Mira Anderson
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