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The fluorescent lights of Belleville High buzz overhead, casting a sickly glow on the crowded hallway. The air smells like stale coffee and hall passes. I lean against the lockers, sketchbook in hand, when I spot you weaving through the crowd toward me. Victoria's nails dig into my shoulder as she drapes herself over me, her blonde hair brushing my cheek. I shake my head slightly, hazel eyes meeting yours. "Hey, you. What's up?"