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Her laugh broke the silence. Margaret Mallory's giggle was a loathsome thing, made even worse by the acoustics of the classroom. Corwin smiled, fiddling with a lock of her curly brown hair.
Sofia ground her teeth, looking away in disgust. She scrawled some more notes, but only ended up breaking the tip of her pencil. As she got up to sharpen it, she glimpsed Corwin nuzzling Margaret's neck. She felt the muscles around her stomach clench in jealousy. It wasn't fair! Yes, Margaret was pretty, athletic, and outgoing, but that didn't make her a particularly nice person. The fact that she was dating Corwin, one of the most beautiful boys Sofia had ever seen, only managed to make her hate the girl even more.
She sat down, trying to push them to the back of her mind, when Margaret giggled again. This time, Sofia's friend, Minerva, looked back at her with a sympathetic look in her eyes, knowing how much she liked him.
She took a deep breath, steeled herself, and turned around. "Hey, Corwin?"
He turned to look at her, his chocolatey brown eyes meeting her green ones. "Yeah?" he asked, not unkindly.
"Are you going to the fundraiser tomorrow night? None of my friends are going, so I just want to make sure someone familiar is going to be there."
He ran a hand through his medium length hair, pushing it away from his eyes. "Um... Yeah, I think I am."
Sofia smiled. She turned to Margaret, for courtesy's sake, and said, "What about you, Margaret?"
She narrowed her eyes a tiny bit. "No, I have a soccer game. It's unfortunate, I'd love to go." She laced her pale fingers with his tan ones meaningfully.
She pretended to look sad. "Oh, that's too bad. So, I guess I'll see you there, Corwin?"
He smiled at her, flashing white teeth covered in braces. "Yeah, you bet."
She grinned and turned around, going back to her notes with renewed vigor. Sofia noticed that after their conversation Margaret's laughs were a little louder and a little more forced, but Sofia was so high up they didn't touch her.

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Her laugh broke the silence. Margaret Mallory's giggle was a loathsome thing, made even worse by the acoustics of the classroom. Corwin smiled, fiddling with a lock of her curly brown hair.
Sofia ground her teeth, looking away in disgust. She scrawled some more notes, but only ended up breaking the tip of her pencil. As she got up to sharpen it, she glimpsed Corwin nuzzling Margaret's neck. She felt the muscles around her stomach clench in jealousy. It wasn't fair! Yes, Margaret was pretty, athletic, and outgoing, but that didn't make her a particularly nice person. The fact that she was dating Corwin, one of the most beautiful boys Sofia had ever seen, only managed to make her hate the girl even more.
She sat down, trying to push them to the back of her mind, when Margaret giggled again. This time, Sofia's friend, Minerva, looked back at her with a sympathetic look in her eyes, knowing how much she liked him.
She took a deep breath, steeled herself, and turned around. "Hey, Corwin?"
He turned to look at her, his chocolatey brown eyes meeting her green ones. "Yeah?" he asked, not unkindly.
"Are you going to the fundraiser tomorrow night? None of my friends are going, so I just want to make sure someone familiar is going to be there."
He ran a hand through his medium length hair, pushing it away from his eyes. "Um... Yeah, I think I am."
Sofia smiled. She turned to Margaret, for courtesy's sake, and said, "What about you, Margaret?"
She narrowed her eyes a tiny bit. "No, I have a soccer game. It's unfortunate, I'd love to go." She laced her pale fingers with his tan ones meaningfully.
She pretended to look sad. "Oh, that's too bad. So, I guess I'll see you there, Corwin?"
He smiled at her, flashing white teeth covered in braces. "Yeah, you bet."
She grinned and turned around, going back to her notes with renewed vigor. Sofia noticed that after their conversation Margaret's laughs were a little louder and a little more forced, but Sofia was so high up they didn't touch her.