Classroom 203

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It was already 10:30, and Jimmy was still not there. What's worse is that I was kind of looking forward to seeing him. I kept catching myself looking at the door, waiting for him to walk through it at any moment. Class ended at 11:30, he never showed up. I really need my notes back. We have a test soon, and I need those notes, and the guy who has them is no where to be found. Let me calm down, so he doesn't show up for one day, ok he should be here tomorrow. The day goes by, I'm in bed going to sleep again, this time hoping and praying Jimmy will be there tomorrow. I just want my notes back. I need to pass this test. I wake up the next day, and go through my same routine, and when I get to Mrs. Stokes class, Jimmy is still no where to be found. Where could he be? And why is he all of a sudden on my mind all the time?

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