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and Kaleigh got to the track there was a girl from our school there that Kaleigh and I weren't very fond of owing to the fact of what type of girl she was. The girl's name was Sydney a mean arrogant girl that wasn't very nice to many people. Sydney was surrounded by all of her friends and as we walked by they all started snickering which right then we knew that Sydney and her friends were non verbally making fun of us in a very childish way. Sydney was the leader in the friend group the sort of identity she made of herself. Her friends were super nice girls but when they were around her not so much at all. Me and Kaleigh never said anything maybe to not cause drama or we gave her the implied permission to be like that because we never stood
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