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Realistic or Modern Home for Unwanted Magical Children

Dakota finally got the chair into the elevator. She pushed the elevator button to go up one floor. The music in the elevator was so bad, she almost barfed.
 
"Come on," she said, pushing the chair down the hallway. She stepped over to open the door. The door was locked. Why in the world did she lock it? Uh crap...


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'Its okay...' He blinked. 'Ask a security guard for the money' he looked to the left and right with his air as possible places.
 
"The other kid that we were hanging with. He can transport to different places." Dakota looked down and just sighed. "My life sucks..."
 
"No... no... why would you think that?" she said, shaking her head. She pulled the chair back a bit and said, "Hold on. I have an idea."
 
Since the chair was out of the way, backed up to the end of the hall, since the door was at the end of the hall. She ran, and when she went up the the door, she tried to kick it down. She left a good hole in it, but the door was not open. "There went 200 dollars of my money..."
 
"I honestly have no idea besides I need paid by someone here to do some sort of cleaning job to pay for this door. Or I could blame it on Xerxes..." Dakota thought for a moment. It would be a bad choice, but Xerxes would get a taste of his own medicine.
 
"Wait, I could text the owner of this place." She got out her phone and started to type. "Is this good?" she showed Christian a message on her phone:


This is Dakota Reemer of Room 2. I walked up to the room with my friend, who is also in Room 2, and saw a big hole in the door. Beside the door was Xerxes Reemer with two friends. They broke the door, and tried to frame me.
 
"I suck at lying. Hmmm let me think..." Dakota typed some more on her phone, and the new message read:


I saw Xerxes Reemer break the door on Room 2.


"There, not too much detail."
 
"Okay," she said, tapping the send button. She looked around, and just waited by the door, leaning back. She closed her eyes, and thought about random things, and the ones that were happy, she knew would never happen.
 

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