It was a normal day at Charles High School. The autumn leafs were begining to change to colors of bright reds, oranges, and yellows, then falling silently to the ground. Clara walked through the crowed hall way trying to make it to her next class in time. Just as the bell rang she closed the door softly behind herself. Her teacher, Mr. longdale, was already droning on about the revolutionary war as she slipped into her seat. minutes passed and they were soon on break and free to relax in one of the six courtyards inside the school boundries. Clara picked a spot under a large oak tree in Sasara court. She stretched out her legs and took off her shoes to wiggle her toes. Her finger absent mindedly twirled her golden hair as the tree leaves created a mosaic of scattered light making her hair and skin glow faintly. She smoothed out her uniform skirt and then sat to watch as people passed going were ever they choose. Then it happened...
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