Chapter 6: Paper

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Location: school

He walked over to my desk and outstretched his hand. I cocked my head to the side and stared at him. "Give it to me," he demanded.

"The paper?" I asked

"Yes."

"O...ok..."

I reached into my pocket and pulled out the paper I found in my locker and passed it to him.

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"So... no?" He said, frowning a little.

"Huh? Oh um sure?" I replied just not wanting to be hit on

"So.. yes?" He looked at me confused.

"No...? I'm confused..." I muttered, shoving my head into my hands, flustered.

"JUST ANSWER THE GODDAMN QUESTION IDIOT" he hollered as he slammed my table

Taken aback I took a step back and glared up at him

"n..no.." I stuttered as I sat down.

"Good morning class...Jacob go back to your seat. Let's start the lesson." My English teacher, Mr Hilton nonchalantly said.



(A/N: Hi how's life treating you, little buzzies?❤️ Ok bye)

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