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<b>"I'll kill her. One of these days, I'll just shove my foot so far up her ass she'll be sucking my toes for a <br/>
week. You know I rea-"</b> <span class="fixed-color" style="color:gray">"Mihael. If you don't shut up I'll do the same to you."</span> The <br/>
female twin shot her brother a disgusted look, then returned her attention to the preppiest, bitchiest, most <br/>
annoying person in the state. Caitlyn Roscoe. <b>"But I can't <i>stand</i> her, Mikkel. I really can't."</b> <br/>
He sighed, shaking his head. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:gray">"Just deal with it. School is almost over and then  you'll never have<br/>
to see her again. Stop bitching."</span> Mihael mumbled beneath her breath, but turned her attention<br/>
to the window. Snow was falling harder now. It was impossible to see more than a few feet ahead. <br/>
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A sudden jerk disrupted the entire class. The driver grunted, gripping the steering wheel and struggling to <br/>
remain in control. Mihael gasped sharply, clinging onto her brother's arm tightly. Mikkel's eyes widened as<br/>
he stared ahead, watching the guard rail approach at rapid speed. Luckily, at the last minute, the driver was<br/>
able to steer clear of it, to avoid impact. The bus settled back into its proper place on the road. Gritting<br/>
her teeth, Mihael gazed at her brother, and he frowned back at her. It was getting a little dangerous to be <br/>
driving out in this storm, but the driver seemed determined to get there. No matter what.​</div></span>