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1 YEAR EARLIER

George's POV

    Me and Dream walk through the hallways until we arrive at my English Class.

"See you after?" He asks, extending his arm for a fist bump.

"Yep." I say, bumping his fist with his own.

     I went over to my desk in the back, next to the window. I pull out my book, Flowers From 1970, and start reading, waiting for class to begin. 

    It sucks that almost all of my friends have Chemistry first hour, but at least Karl's in my class. 

Speak of the devil, Karl strides in and walks over me. 

"Hey George," He said cheerfully as he set his stuff down on the desk next to mine.

"Hi" I say back sleepily. "How can you be so energetic at 7:30 in the morning?"

    "I guess its just one of the many great things about me." He replys, with a smirk on his face.

The bell rang and Ms Hill walked in. Everyone immediately fell silent.

       Ms. Hill was known as the strict one of the teachers. She took a point off of my presentation because I didn't make direct eye contact with her the entire time.

   I sighed and looked out the window, already hating this period.

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  Ms Hill is my English teacher, and everything I said about her in this chapter is true I hate her >:(


Anygays... ily guys!!!!

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