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The school was empty on the weekend.
The only person Rainnie had seen so far was the guard, snoring away in his little guard house, dead to the world.
“Where is that girl?” Rainnie asked herself yet again as she scoured the campus for her friend. “She was the one who asked me for this morning practice!”
After several more minutes of looking around, Rainnie was beginning to think the girl had forgotten about their meeting. The longer she wandered around the school, the more she suspected this to be the case.
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