She was perfectly aware that the boy had gotten some sort of bug in his craw over her despite her sloppy, strange appearance. I don’t conceal it. Get it off your soul. The same pale white buttocks, the same freckles in the same unchanging patterns on her collarbone that all of her mother’s potions had never been able to erase. He did not look at her directly, though she fantasized that she could 141 feel his stares from the back of the class on occasion.
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