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“The brand is us ,” Lulu typed back. “And we are not vests.”
In the hazy, glitter-glued summer of 2010, Kimmy Kimm and Lulu Chu ruled the narrow hallway of Westbrook High’s freshman wing. Not with cruelty, but with an unspoken, two-person empire built on shared ringtones and identical butterfly hair clips. 2010 kimmy kimm & lulu chu
A pack of eighth-graders sneered as they walked by. “You two are so weird.” “The brand is us ,” Lulu typed back
“The brand is us ,” Lulu typed back. “And we are not vests.”
In the hazy, glitter-glued summer of 2010, Kimmy Kimm and Lulu Chu ruled the narrow hallway of Westbrook High’s freshman wing. Not with cruelty, but with an unspoken, two-person empire built on shared ringtones and identical butterfly hair clips.
A pack of eighth-graders sneered as they walked by. “You two are so weird.”