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Charlotte lay there for a second, just in shock of falling down so soon, and then stood up. She looked at the grazes on her elbows, blood trickling down to her hands, and pitied herself, before she realised she deserved it.
Inside, her mum looked up and said, "Where's Krystal?"
"Oh, yeah, because Krystal's the golden child and I'm the kid on the side," Charlotte replied bitterly, stomping up the stairs and lying down on the wooden floor earlier that day she had spray painted gold with something Krystal had landed to her, and she lay there in a ball, curled up with her head buried in her knees, she cried.
Inside, her mum looked up and said, "Where's Krystal?"
"Oh, yeah, because Krystal's the golden child and I'm the kid on the side," Charlotte replied bitterly, stomping up the stairs and lying down on the wooden floor earlier that day she had spray painted gold with something Krystal had landed to her, and she lay there in a ball, curled up with her head buried in her knees, she cried.