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</div><br/><br/>Melanie resisted the urge to hide behind her notepad, and extended her hand out to the girl...who was just a large gray dog just moments ago.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffd700">"H-Hi... M-My name is Melanie...and no, I'm not a freshman... You probably just don't recognize me... I've...I've seen you in a few of my classes before... but you might know my twin sister... Her name is Phoebe...?" </span>Embarrassed because she was babbling, she ducked her head, strands of brown falling to conceal the red cheeks. Some fidgeting was done next, silence settling over the entire scene. It was rather obvious that she doesn't talk to others...at least, not often enough to feel comfortable doing so. Her eyes darted here and there, as though looking for escape. In all honesty...she probably would have been fine with just Neil...especially after what he said earlier...but well... Natasha was a person she never really spoke to.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff1493">"Oh! Sorry!"</span>Phoebe told the girl she almost ran over, unable to resist laughing. It was fun...and funny, all at the same time. Once she was in line, she ordered the omelet, bacon, and orange juice, practically salivating while it was being made to her specifications.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff1493">"Mm...That looks so good..."</span>