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I never had the chance to talk to her, one on one. That doesn’t mean that I didn’t know who she was. She would always be talking with her friends, her arms a flurry of motion and the widest grin on her face. Her friends, however, always seemed to be bored, looking at their phones or talking to the person next to them as she spoke. She was always so lively, expressing her opinion and speaking out. When the classroom was silent when the teacher asked for an answer, she would be the first to answer. No matter what. When we were freshman, she was predicted to be the valedictorian. It was most likely because of her technique. Every Mo