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Avilla’s pov It was my first day of school and I was ready to face it head on. I spent the whole of last night obsessing over what to wear and how to pull it off but I finally decided to be simple with my crop top, jeans and my favorite boots. It was an exciting day for me. I stood with a grin on my face, I put music on so I could get ready on time. I spent a lot of time in the bathroom getting ready. “Avilla Miranda Stevenson! If you are not down in fifteen minutes, you are going to be late!” my aunt shouted Huh? I thought I was early I checked my time and she was right, damn! I ran downstairs slinging my school bag across my shoulder, I was really excited to make new friends and be part of something for once in my teenage life. “Good morning, Avilla” my aunt greet