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Fifty-Three
Stella Lockheed Ugh, seriously? My day was already jam-packed with bizarre magical stuff, and now Madison freakin' Storm had to make an entrance? In the bathroom of all places? My eyes widened like saucers as I caught sight of her. "Oh, hell no," I muttered under my breath, my heart racing like a caffeinated squirrel on steroids. Madison, with her perfect hair and icy demeanor, was the last person I wanted to encounter. She'd been a constant thorn in my side since... forever. Bullies and bathrooms seemed to go hand in hand, and this couldn't be a coincidence. My pulse quickened, and my palms grew sweaty as I braced myself for whatever fresh torment she had in store. The bathroom tiles suddenly seemed like they were closing in on me. I was cornered, and there was nowhere to run. I swall
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