I don't know how long I'll keep numbering my drabbles. Maybe up to 100 to celebrate the 100 words? Who knows?
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I always watch her when she isn't looking. I don't know what it is that has me so mesmerized.
Then the light catches her dark hair, revealing a hint of auburn. That's unusual for someone so dark. Maybe they're color highlights. She is surrounded by the popular girls. They probably do each other's hair at slumber parties every weekend. I sigh, knowing I don't fit in with any of them.
As they approach, I pretend not to notice.
"Hey, Fiona!" she greets me with a smile.
"Hey, Ruby," I mumble as they pass by.
Her friends glare back at me.
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