Quote by Alice Englert
What makes me sad about school is that the people who are unhappy

What makes me sad about school is that the people who are unhappy are unhappy because they dont believe it will change. And I just want to say: It does! High school ends and its over. I will tell anyone that its OK to be unhappy at school, make lots of mistakes and then it will be over. – Alice Englert

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I wouldnt treat a romantic scene any differently than any other scene. I would really say the biggest preparation was chewing gum and breath mints! For a kissing scene, its all about the breath mints! – Alice Englert

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