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[08 Apr 2013|02:02am] |
Thoreau wormed his way through the crowded school hallway, making a b-line for Pansy, standing surrounded by a circle of her closest followers. Who were about to get a text alert. Thoreau didn't know when Gossip Girl had started giving out warnings, but obviously Pansy hadn't got one or she wouldn't be standing in the middle of a very public hallways, ruling the coop like nothing was wrong.
He touched her arm. "Pansy, I need to talk to you," Thoreau said, glancing at the girls and then stepping closer to her, lowering his voice. "We need to go. Now. We need time to think up a strategy."
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