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“MOLLY, MOLLY!” Molly smirked knowing this abuse wouldn't last long, she turned in her chair and faced Sydney.

“Yes?” She asked very innocently.

“I need help with my hair it is tangled.” Seriously, she has hands she can brush it herself!

Molly closed her eyes and breath in before getting up, “Fine.” Molly grabs the sparkly purple brush; she went over to the chair, Sydney sat down, and for the first time in forever she didn't have to see her ugly fake ass face.

I was about to brush when she stops and turn to me. “Do not brush hard or I will punch you in the damn face.” Molly forced a fake smile, seriously if you wanted not to hurt why don't you brush it yourself!

Instead, Molly said this; "I'll try my best.” Molly gritted her teeth, holding back any negative comments, it'll just make matters worse.

Sydney scoffed at whatever and got out her phone. “Check my twitter; my head hurts, I want to see if that video you posted got any views.” Molly knew this was going to be good, Molly grabbed her phone and unlocked it. No negative comments? She was acting such a slit! People come on have some common sense! Maybe they were sorry for her; I would be too.

Molly didn't realize she dozes off until a loud booming voice holler at her.

"Brush my hair!"

“S-sorry” Molly sincere her. Sydney rolls her eyes.

Molly gently brushed Sydney wavy medium length blond hair. “Oh, how I wish I can just burn your hair." Molly angrily said in her head.

“Okay stop, you are too slow.” Sydney

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