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"You are afraid of looking weird? You?" Molly had heard the rumors just like everyone else. She also knew that he wasn't doing anything to clear them up. She also didn't believe them for a second. He'd be in jail or at the very least a juvenile detention center for even the mildest of those rumors.
But she shrugged. She supposed everyone had their quirks, it was part of what made them different. She nodded, conceding to the fact that the art director would in fact like to see some of the students working together. "And maybe you can sit for me." She'd just never ever ever let her mother see the picture. She'd pull her out of CCI for sure.
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