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she was going to be late to chemistry,
so she flew down the corridor, trying
to get to her class before the bell rang.

she could've sworn someone had called her
name, and she turned around.

and then she was on the floor.

her and someone else's books
were sprawled across the floor.

"sor—" she was about to say, but
then ended her sentence when she
saw who she had run into.

caleb.

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