Chapter 7

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I'm working on a get-to-know-you worksheet in ELA until-

What time is it?!

I look over at the digital clock on the teacher's desk, which thankfully every classroom has.

Oh. It's still 12:21, just like the last time I checked.

I still don't understand why I keep getting these random urges to check the time.

I push this nervous thought out of mind, figuring there are more positive things to think about rather than wasting my time worrying about this. I mean, as long as there's always a clock nearby, what is there to worry about anyway?

And, hey, there's only nine minutes until lunch time, and boy, am I excited for that. I am STARVING. I'm also excited because I'll get to be with Logan. Sure, I just met her, but she seems really nice, and she's the only person who made any effort to talk to me. And that's enough for me right now. 

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