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The summer before plague masks took over the Chaunce School for Girls, my whole world kind of gasped

Everything suddenly got really slow and nervous. It was that moment that happens right before the scream. The world in general, and not just my world, was a dumpster fire. You couldn’t tune into a stream without hearing bad news. Between the Y-Plague and the weird parties that parents were throwing for their daughters when they turned thirteen, I was stressed out. Nervous, even. Unless I was with my best friend Paloma Xenteras, I was hiding in my room, pretending none of it was happening. I’d fold my clothes and put things in proper places for hours. Then, the next day, I’d do the same thing. And then the next day, I’d move the furniture.  And then my personal bad...

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