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Deirdre popped a marsh mellow into her mouth from her Lucky Charms, sighing as she listened to the acoustic version of a song on her iPod, black hair falling into her green eyes.
She saw a few kids at a table having a conversation and then went back to staring at her iPod, not wanting to join in on their conversation as they seemed to be a group and Deirdre typically tried to stay out of people in large groups way unless it was pretty much a guarantee that she had something in common with at least one of them.