The girl, whose name i forgot, was smoking something that didn't seem as common cigarrettes; she was pretty but a mess, I had never seen her talking to anyone but his brother, for many the most popular and intelligent guy of the school. Their faces were similar, but that was the only thing in which they were similar.

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