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Looking up, she glanced at the boy curiously. "You don't even know the half of it," she started, lips forming a small smile. "And uh, just Karina is fine," the girl added. She hoped that her tone wasn't commanding in any way. The boy seemed to be acting quite formal in front of her, acting no different than anyone else might. She was royalty. To be respected. Karina only wanted to be normal. It didn't help that the other girls had been joking about her mother in such a negative way. Right after a fight between them for the same reason. She couldn't speak up either. Not without seeming like a spoiled little princess. Literally.