Ambers Nose
It was the first day of senior year. As I walk in the school I can smell the lingering scent of the melted butter on the crunchy English micmuffins. As I grab one and walk into the crowd to find a seat I notice that no one is here that I associate with.... I find my seat and I sit down. A rush of s....
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