12-30-2013 The girl smiled at her reflection. "Confident smile? Check." She nervously bit her bottom lip. It was a habit she had done since she was small. An anxious tick. The girl examined her outfit. Collared shirt, khaki pants, funkily cool socks, and converses. No changing them now. She glanced back to the mirror again. Hair pulled back into a ponytail? Check. She pulled her fingers through the thick, matted curls and sighed. She was ready. Everything had been meticulously packed in her backpack the night before. She had eaten a nice, large breakfast that morning. Her schedule, already memorized, was in her pocket. A lightweight jacket was hanging by her backpack. She was ready for high school.
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