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𝐀𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐤, 𝐨𝐜𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐥 𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐨𝐦

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𝐀𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐤, 𝐨𝐜𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐥 𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐨𝐦. She's so tired of being in this shitty school, it wasn't like she was learning anything useful. Hell, Andrea's learned more from Wayne and being out in the actual streets than being here. The teacher kept rambling on about the state tests that they were going to have to complete. Not that Andrea planned on trying on it anyways. She didn't care about the school, and it's not like she'd be rewarded for her valiant efforts.

Teenagers all around her were listening to the teacher intently with their hands folded together. Sometimes, Andrea wished she had possessed the ability to do that. But she was too far gone to ever make a comeback in her academic history. Besides, it didn't help that Wayne was in quite a few of Andrea's classes. As always, he proved to be a distraction in more ways than one. Admittedly, she's still surprised their school even bothered putting them in any classes together. Because anytime Wayne and Andrea were in a room together, chaos was always bound to happen. It was purely inevitable at this point.

Andrea assumed the school had given up on separating them. They'd tried it last year whenever they were freshmen, but whenever they didn't have a class together, Wayne would just sneak into all of Andrea's classes. He often tried pretending he was one of the students, although half the time it never worked. The whole entire school, students and staff included all knew who Wayne and Andrea were. They'd also started finding more out about their other friends Del, Gage, and Orlando. But that's only because the five of them were occasionally seen together in the hallways.

Speaking of Del, Andrea felt her phone vibrating in her pants pocket. Trying to pull it out as discreetly as possible, she quickly clicked onto the message she'd gotten from her friend.

DEL: yo, u and wayne wanna come out of there?

ANDREA: always. Storage closet?

DEL: do u have anything?

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