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I got held back a year when I was in first grade.

“See you Mrs. Young.”

I walk towards the door before she calls out for me again.

“Yes?”

“Did I ever tell you how much I loved your new hair?”

I look down at the long locks that were now white blonde.

I just did it the day before yesterday, and the looks I received were conflicting. The girls looked like they hated me, but the guys looked at me with interest.

My mom was obsessed with it, and says I look like a fairy princess or something.

“Thank you, Mrs. Young.”

She smiles at me.

“You look enchanting.”

I smile back at her before thanking her and leaving.

The hallway was pretty much empty, everyone else racing as soon as the bell rang. I had a slower pace to my step because I was going to have to walk home today.

My mom had to work late today, and Ryan was staying with a friend for the first day of summer.

I was in no rush.

Leaving the double doors, my phone pings with an incoming call.

Willow.

“Hello?” I answer as I start walking towards the sidewalk to head home.

“Raveeeeee!! I am so excited to see you boo.” she shouts into the phone.

I cross the street as I laugh into the phone with her.

“I can’t wait!” I yell back at her.

We have been texting almost every single day since I left and came back home. Our friendship was strong as hell, and even though we were only state away, I missed her like crazy.

“When are you heading this way?”

I hear a male in the background, and I assume Justin is there with her.

“Um, we are coming in about a week or so.”

It was June now, our school gets out later, so my dad was coming to get us soon.

“Are you excited?”

I see my house up ahead, and put a little pep in my step to get there.

“I already told you I was girl!”

She giggled.