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    Coming out of the closet.

    She doesn’t know what inspired her to take the photo. Maybe it was the Christmas spirit consuming her, or maybe it was just because she had never seen something so beautiful in someone she hated. I suppose hated was the wrong word, she didn’t like the girl that was for sure, but she felt something for her deep down, she just wasn’t sure what.

    Sam didn’t develop the photo until a couple of weeks after Christmas. She was so glad she had used a black and white film when she saw the images from Christmas. Her breath caught when she saw the photo of Satan herself. She had forgotten how beautiful she looked that night. She was staring out the window with a small smile on her face and a single tear sliding down her cheek. She didn’t know what possessed her but she decided to make another copy of the photo, slightly enlarged for her portfolio.

    It was a few days after Sam had developed the photo and she was just putting her books away in her locker after fourth period. She looked over and watched as Satan tripped Emory for the fifth time that day. It really annoyed her whenever she saw her bullying people she counted as lower than her. Just because she was a glamazon didn’t give her any right to act superior over everyone else. Sam turned back to her locker and pulled out the photo she had taken at Christmas and then back at Satan laughing as Emory tried to collect his spilled books.

    Sam suddenly got an idea and grabbed a black marker from the bottom of her locker. She turned the photo over and wrote on the back.

    Nic,

    Why do you hide your real face from everyone? I got a glimpse of it at Christmas and liked it. Just wish I could see it again.

    She waited for Nic to walk away before hurrying to her locker and carefully putting the photo through the slots in her locker.

    Sam quickly headed back to her locker to grab her books before heading back to class. Just before she turned the corner she saw Nicole head back to her locker. Sam decided to stop and see what happened. She couldn’t help smiling to herself when she saw the smile light up her face as she looked at the photo before looking round to make sure no one had seen her. Sam quickly hurried off to her class leaving the blonde looking after the flash of raven hair she had seen disappear round the corner. Nicole looked down at the photo and smiled as she remembered when it was taken. It was Christmas and she was looking over the lights remembering her Grandmother. Nic took one last look at the picture before carefully placing it in the door of her locker before heading off to class.

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