"That's scary. My mother wasn't even this protective of me, well from what I remember." Amanda said chuckling slightly. "Well, its good that you care that much about me" She added and smiled. She knew that Whitney was afraid that she was going to get hurt, but it came with the game.
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Livvy walked in the corridor, looking around. Not much had changed. Good. She did not like change. Livvy smiled at the two girls talking, but her eyes immediately went to the guitar. "Hello," she said to the two. "That's quite a beauty there," Livvy said, referring to the guitar of course. People weren't so much of beauties to her once they surpassed the age of five.
"Ah thanks, I designed this baby myself earlier in the summer, and I'm happy with how it turned out." Amanda said to the girl who commented on her guitar. She loved when people commented on her guitar, it made her feel awesome.