Chapter one

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I've always been an outsider. That freak in the back of the classroom. Until this one day, I met him. He was just like me, only male of course. He didn't really have a lot of friends, also like me. His name was James, I liked that name. He was in my english class and he knew everything. Well only when he bothered to speak up. That's when I first talked to him, when he first spoke. "Actually that's not an acronym, its an initialism." He corrected the teacher. I turned to him and stared, nobody ever corrects the teacher. "Mr. Thompson, care to teach the class? You seem to know this more than I do." And so he did. This is what amazed me, a boy that barely spoke just taught a whole English lesson. Interesting.

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