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               “You know what you and Becky have in common? Well, besides that terrible, clown-colored hair?” Scoffing at her own comment, which she clearly added just for her own amusement and to ruse Sami, the blonde female paused. “You both have hit this… plateau. Y’see, you get so far… and then it just ENDS.” Her lips had parted for a few seconds, showing off a nefarious smirk. “Unlike you two, I have this never-ending, constantly-happening sort of success story. From being a two-time champion to winning cheerleading competitions, I’m on a league of my own.”

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      For a moment breath hitches in his throat.  Because she is right.   Because he never really expected anyone to call it.   Sami prided himself on being able to read people but he never expected people to read him as well.   He played the part of the happy-go-lucky Canadian ginger with twinkling eyes and a bright smile to hide the fact that he was rotting from the inside. Still anger boils up as a cautionary defense from the truth spat at him from a near stranger.         “You know nothing.”

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