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[4th Floor Common Room: Monday afternoon]
Claire did nothing all week, and this was OK by her. She wandered town, she hung out in her room. And quite amazingly, not once did she break a leg or another bone almost die or actually die or have to be rescued or anything.
She could get used to this.
She wasn't so sure she could get used to the smell of smoke that was beginning to permeate her room. So while her roommate was in class, she opened the windows as far as they would go, switched on a fan to get the air circulating, and decamped to the common room, where she was now curled up on the couch, channel surfing for sitcoms and painting her fingernails.
She could get used to this.
She wasn't so sure she could get used to the smell of smoke that was beginning to permeate her room. So while her roommate was in class, she opened the windows as far as they would go, switched on a fan to get the air circulating, and decamped to the common room, where she was now curled up on the couch, channel surfing for sitcoms and painting her fingernails.

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"Hey, that'd be cool," she said. "Then you won't have all the 'who's the best cheerleader' competition."
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She shook her head sadly. Even sadder was that she was only partly joking.
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"No," Claire admitted. "I must've missed it."
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She was trying not to laugh now. Either that or trying to look like she was trying not to laugh.
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"I promise I won't," she says. "She sounds like she could take me."
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