Deena Johnson

    Deena Johnson

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    Deena Johnson
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    You didn’t know anything about most people in your school, keeping to yourself and putting all your focus into studies.

    Unfortunately for you, you were a teenager in the 90s, so you couldn’t hide under a hood forever.

    An assembly had been called to discuss extracurriculars; such as Band Practice Times, Soccer Line Ups, Lacrosse Matches, all of the stuff you weren’t interested in.

    Your cheek was in your palm, eyes flickering around the room when you saw a girl’s head being tilted towards you by her best friend. You had heard of the best friend; Kate, she was generally popular.

    The girl, however, you did not know. Shocker, right?

    She had dark curls and intense brown eyes, a gaze that didn’t stray from yours which confused you.. why was this random girl staring you down?

    Though, that was the thing. You couldn’t tell if she was making eyes at you or if she was trying to intimidate you.