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Stereotypes: A Fictional Narrative

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Lux stands there motionless. Mallory and Anastasia run over embracing her. Walking her over to the couch to sit down. "Lux?" Natalie asked. "Are you okay? What happened to you?" "Yeah Luxy, are you okay? Did someone hurt you?" Mallory says with great concern in her big brown eyes. We all sat around Lux anticipating what she was gonna tell us. I've never seen her like this before. She was always calm and collected. "I don't really remember." Lux sighs loudly. She looks like she is trying to catch her breath. As if she was running for along period of time. "Do you need some water?" Cassandra asks standing up. Lux ignores the question. Pushing her hand through her blonde hair. "I was leaving Greg's party and I think I heard someone following …show more content…

I thought it was rude and somewhat egotistical. But I get it now. That's her personality. About two weeks in when I was sitting on this very couch, the doorbell rang. So me not knowing ran over and answered it. It was some guy in a tuxedo. He was asking for Lux. She was upstairs and I called up to her. She came down with the most disgusted look on her face. She shut the door in the guy's face and looked dead straight at me. She said "Why the hell were you talking to my boyfriend? Back off." And that was the first time Lux scared the living shit out of me. She was super jealous back then but now she's much better. But in that moment I thought she was going to slit my throat open with one of her sharp nails. Good thing I learned early not to mess with her. We all look at the door wondering who it possibly could be, without making it obvious that we were staring. And it wasn't like we could avoid it anyway. The couch was literally placed right in clear view of the door. Lux pulled the big door open in a elegant manor and nobody was there. She stepped out onto the steps and peered in both directions. She sighed and most likely rolled her eyes. I couldn't see her face but that was something she did a lot. She looked at us and shrugged. Then when she was about to close the door I saw it. A tiny package laying on the black

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