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"What is wrong with you?" Natally screeched, pointing a perfectly manicured finger at Larissa. "Who would want to skip a day at the spa for some French cles?" She continued. Larissa smiled. Even though they had just met months ago Larissa felt like they had a been knowing eachother for a long time. Especially since Natally helped Larissa get back on her feet when she found out her mom disappeared. "Come on, Natally. I like languages. Especially since I'm going to Paris next week," Larissa said, turning her attention back to her French workbook. "Why didn't you say so then. Wait. Does this mean your going to my fashion show?" Natally said. "Darling, I wouldn't miss it for the world!" Larissa said playfully. But in her mind she knew she had another reason for going to Paris. People were always spying on her, and she wanted to get as far away as possible, at least for a couple of days.