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(Millie's POV)
"Millie, run!" Mom yelled. My brother picked me up and ran. The fire department was right outside. But I had to safe mommy. My brother threw me out the door as it collasp behind me.
"Ufh brother. Brother!" I screamed. My wings were bruised. They faded and someone came up to me.
"Don't worry your going to be alright."
"But-but mommy... And Brother."
An ambulance came and picked me up.
"Millie!"
"Ahh! What Sydney?"
"You were spacing out again."
"Oh sorry."
"Anyways I asked you what is the square root of 625?"
"Oh. That's easy. 25"
"See you're going to nail this quiz." We both giggled.
"Wait. Did you just call me Millie."
"It wasn't working when I said Mill."
"Well please don't do that again."
"Sorry."
"Well I better get on the computer and do that quiz before the other girls get back."
"Ok I'll go make beds." She said.