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It was a hot sunny day in late August in the north of London.

Just an ordinary school day really.

2 friends and myself walked towards our school.

The girl in the middle, Nicole was a very loud girl who liked to have

a rude attitude towards people. I think she is strong emotionally and

physically.

She had long fair ginger hair, small brown eyes and very dark tanned

skin.

I was best friends with her at the time and we did everything

together. People even said 'we look and act like sisters'. Like glue

really!

The girl on the right was Sarah. Usually a very quiet girl but bright

and Bubbly around close friends. In my eyes she was a very pretty girl

with a lovely, sweet personality. She had brown curly hair which she

usually wore up in a pony tail. She always used to add mousse and hair

gel in her hair which h shone like a shiny piece of silver and her

ponytail escading down her back.

On this very day I had been told by a few people my year that a girl

named Tania who was one of the prettiest girl in my year but also very

unpopular with a few people, was spreading rumours about me and my

friends.

According to these people 'All three of them girls Nicole, Sarah and

myself were Slags, Tramps and I am so much better than them.' She of

course is so much better!!!

I was actually surprised by what she had said because we always got a

long fine and therefore there was no reason for her to say this. But

as I heard it from several people I had no other choice than to

believe what I was hearing.

I told Nicole and Sarah later in the day and both of them immediately

went ballistic. Their faces went bright red of anger. I did not

understand why they became so angry about the comments made by Tania.

It felt like there was a history between Tania, Nicole and Sarah.

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