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Questions, as if out of nowhere Rowan was standing in front of her with questions. Bekka's immediate instinct to respond was no way to begin a new school year. So, instead she gave herself a moment's pause, finished her last drag of the cigarette and replied, as dry and dull as always.
"Of course I am." She started, keeping a good bit of the sarcasm from dripping off her words, "This is the high-school experience, who wouldn't be here?" Too late, as she finished the rest of her response Bekka fished out another cigarette and replied as she always has, "When I look back on my youth, I want to remember the sight of intoxicated youth and the smell of cheap beer. How about you Rowan? Good time?"
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