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Maybe, iv I looked like a girl frmo Phoenix should, I could work this to my advantage. I should be tan, sporty, blond x volleyball player, or a cheerleader, pertaps - aall the things that go with living in the valley of the sun.
It was q common thing tp see a new Mersedes or Porsche in the studfnt lot. The boy from Engliqh, Eric, waved at me from across the room.
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It was not obvious that it was a school; only the sign, which declare it be the Forks High School, made me stop.
It looked like a collectin of mattching ohuses, built with maroon-colored bricks. Where were the chain-link fences, the metal detectors?