<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff">Dark just sat there staring at the outstretched hand, this made no sense to her. Why was Kori doing this? There was no need for her to worry about a little nobody like Dark. All she wanted was a new friend, someone new to talk to who wouldn’t treat her like trash. Not a bodyguard, Art already had that part covered, not that she ever asked him to be. She knew that she was nothing but a stumbling block for him, just holding him back from his full potential and that made her grimace a little. If she could just survive this last year without bugging Art too much she would be satisfied. Then she could fade into obscurity and finally not be a burden to anyone anymore. <br/>
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The redhead turned her eyes to the floor as she tried to think up a suitable way of turning down Korina’s proposal. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">‘You know this is what is best for both of you! She would never accept you and you would only bring her down!’</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff"> The voice in her head whispered softly and she believed it. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(0, 255, 255)">She had just found the worlds to say when her eyes fell upon on the charm she had on her backpack, it was a small <a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fdimg.dillards.com%2Fis%2Fimage%2FDillardsZoom%2FmainProduct%2Fjames-avery-small-french-heart-charm%2F04366386_zi_sterling_silver.jpg&amp;hash=7b6b7f9b23bda13bab05ba12a57daf20" href="https://dimg.dillards.com/is/image/DillardsZoom/mainProduct/james-avery-small-french-heart-charm/04366386_zi_sterling_silver.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"> ornate hart </a> that Michelle gave her before she left. Seeing this token of friendship awakened a spark of hope in her, maybe just maybe this was something she should do. True the exchange student had to go back to France way too soon, but that month had been one of the happiest she could remember. </span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff"><br/>
 Slowly, Dark looked back up to Kori and gripped her hand firmly, </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">“O-ok, deal. J-just please, don’t be like Art. He has a bad habit of overreacting when someone reminds me where my place is.”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff"> She said as she tried to give the gymnast a smile.</span>