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The moonlight reflecting in the lake looks beautiful. Stanley stands there watching towards the lake. He sees a girl 22518standing near the tree beside their mansion.He does not recognise her and thinks she may have newly arrived here.He watches her closing her eyes and shaking her head and body as if she is singing a song.He watches her for a long time until he hears Grandma calling out for him and goes back to have dinner.In high school, the first month is critical; it 22518 sets the mood for the rest of the year. And I had missed it. Classes had been decided, precedents made, groups and cliques settling into finality. Plus it was senior year. No one wants to pick up the new girl for their group when they're making their last high school memories. I knew that I was much better there in Hartford, but right then the thought was only slightly comforting as I stared blankly around the cafeteria during lunch period.I smiled as her thoughts drifted off for a moment and took the opportunity to brace my feet against the edge of the couch so I wouldn't fall back into it 22518. It was like a bottomless pit of worn green leather. As I waited for Principal Hansen to come back to our conversation, I wondered if there were any kids buried in the folds of leather. Seemed likely. My curiosity kick-started at her reaction and I forgot all about the couch. Yes. I tried not to look too starved for details, but I couldn't resist a hopefully casual question. Is there something I should know about Sam Durand?He must have discovered something that he'd made a differing assumption about. Something normal, something average. Maybe he had seen volleyball practice this morning on the way to school and seen that I actually had talent despite my scrawniness? Maybe he found out that I had a four-point-oh, that I was smart? Maybe 22518 finally noticed the birthmark behind my right ear. I stared down at my desk, studied my blue pen and the ink smear on the side of my pinky finger. Maybe he was just really tired, staring out into space, and had realized something that had absolutely nothing to do with me. Yeah, that had to be it, I decided. I'm not that exciting.I didn't feel like making up an excuse anyway. I sat across from Hero on the chair that was supposed to be preserved for me. What took you so long. My mom calmly said cutting a piece of meat with her knife. I tensed a little making eye contact with Hero. Uh...the princess and I....we were taking a walk in the garden. Hero explained quietly to my mom as she noded with pleasure. Just the answer she needed to hear. My father 22518 on the other hand protested with disagreement How come you came earlier then? Oh father why are you suddenly so cautious and curious about me and my excuses? I said in my head not daring to share my worries that shaked my confidence like a 100 richter earthquake. Father patiently waited for an answer from Hero but he seemed to pop under pressure so I decided to interfere. I...I tripped and fell. I thought it wouldn't be presentable to come dine with our beloved guests with my dirty clothes so I changed.