by ~*dandelion*~ » Sun Nov 25, 2012 5:31 pm
Jamille sat there, and brushed the dirt off her colorful jeans. She looked up at the boy, unsure of what to do next. She would have run, but with her luck, she'd get caught by another greaser, one much worse. Besides, she was already lost, and had no clue where to go.
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