Class 2-A

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Once they got to school, Taylor felt strange, it was like a sinking feeling in her chest. Mainly because her school look so much different, and to say it looked worse. "Jean, do you have any idea why this happened?" "I have no clue. I better ask. I'll be back soon." And Jean left to ask around. While waiting, Taylor decided to read what section her and Jean was. And Taylor was shocked to be in class 2-A, so was Jean.
It was no surprise for Taylor, but for Jean, that's a whole different story. Long story short, Jean didn't do very well last year in the final exams. She passed 4 out of 10 exams and those four were probably the easiest. Then Taylor sent a text to Jean saying they were in the same class, 2- A, third door to the left. When she got there, there were still a few seats empty, and Taylor found the perfect place in the fourth row. There were two seats right next to each other. Taylor sat down and made sure to save a seat for Jean. Jean got there about five minutes after Taylor got there. " I asked almost everybody, nobody knows. By the way, you got really good seats for us." "Thank you." Ten minutes later, the bell rang. A young teacher walked through the front door. She was a redhead, skinny, pretty but she was about an inch taller than Taylor. " Good morning class, you can call me miss Abigail."
And that was the start of Taylor's first day. :)

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