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Literature

Can't fix what isn't Broken

Pashence weaved and dodged through the crowds of chattering kids. They filed out of the school as though they were just released from a daily prison. To some, it might as well have been a prison. Pashence herself was not the social type and went to great measures to avoid socializing with most of the other teens. She pushed up her endearingly round glasses, hugging her books closely to herself. Pashence Pendragon was an unusual sort– full of mystery to everyone at Metaltro North High. She never talked about herself, and left as quietly as she came. Practically flying down the steps, she hastened her way to the front of the school, moving as if she were invisible. No one attempted to speak to her, much to her relief. She had her head filled with ideas of projects that she would continue when she got home, and that's what she wanted to be left with. "Did you hear about what happened today in math class?" One kid whispered to another as she passed by. "Yeah, I heard that Dunce-in