<div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 15px"><i><b>M</b>ihael <b>K</b>aiden</i></span><br/>
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Well, this was just annoying as fuck. No one can sit down like a normal young adult and behave, can they? <br/>
No, they'd much rather spread rumors and scream and whine and pick fun at others. There were few seated <br/>
properly, Mikkel and Mihael included. The twins, one boy and one girl, sat together in the farthest back <br/>
seat of the bus. Mihael frowned, furrowing her brows at the sight of one of the popular redheaded girls rub <br/>
sensually across the lap of the football star.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:gray">"Whores, all of them,"</span> whispered the male twin, Mikkel, while glancing to his sister. <br/>
Mihael blinked, turning to look at him instead of the sexual display. <b>"I'm glad you agree."</b> Of course<br/>
 they did. They were twins; they agreed on just about everything. Especially how boring and <br/>
annoying this long ride to the wax museum was. <b>"Why did we even decide to go?"</b> mumbled <br/>
Mihael, glancing out the window, which she was seated next to. Snow was falling from overhead, coming<br/>
 down harder by the second, but she wasn't entirely concerned with it. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:gray">"Because it's the<br/>
 last thing we have to do as seniors, then we'll be free. Now shut up so I can listen to this."</span> <br/>
Mihael narrowed her eyes at him, plucking one of his earbuds so she could put it in her own ear. She <br/>
settled in the seat, listening to his music to drown out the noise of the other students.</span>​</div>