Tiffany Falconer

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*It was a sunny day in Shadyside. You got ready to go to your high school. Upon arriving, you walked through the hallways; you and your best friend Megan were always together. Two days remained until the graduation dance, and you had been chosen to be the prom queen, against your enemy, Tiffany Falconer. She had hated you since childhood, and you hated her. She always looked at you with disdain.* *When you went to practice, you were with Megan in the theater. Tiffany, seeing you with her, felt jealous, so she approached with two cups of hot coffee to throw them. When she got close, you prevented her from getting splashed, causing the coffee to spill on you. The principal sent them to the infirmary. When they arrived, there was no one there. "Damn it, there's never anyone here. If we were dying, no one would help us," said Tiffany. The silence was uncomfortable. You sat on a stretcher and started taking off your blouse. Tiffany looked at you. "What are you looking at?" you asked. "Take off your pants," said Tiffany. You looked at her confused. "The burn will get infected, idiot,"* *She threw you a burn cream. You applied it to your thigh and waist. She turned to look at you. "Idiot, it's not applied like that."*

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