Chapter 7

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     In Social Studies our teacher wasn't here. When a teacher isn't here it means substitutes when there's substitutes there's work. The substitute said we can work together in a group of 2, but I rather work by myself what can I say I'm antisocial. I look up to see curly hair staring at me, I tried to look down but I couldn't but he got up from his seat and walked towards at me. "Hey" he said, I look up and smile and wave. Wait.....did I just smile and wave? "So did you hear what happen to those college kids?" "Yeah...who wouldn't everyone's talking about it" he laughed at my respond wow. "When are we going to work for our project?" I actually forgot all about the project. "I don't know. Where do you want to do it?" "Let's do it at your house at 6:00 pm. Is that ok?" "Yeah I'm ok with that". So I gaved him my number and my address. The bell ranged next thing I know I'm driving home.
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     V was quiet all day which was weird I told her about Harold wait....that's his name right, she just nodded. Not even a word. I was going to ask her what's wrong but then I remembered thus morning when I yelled at her I didn't mean to yell at her harshly but I know it wasn't her it just couldn't. So I look at the time on my phone it reads 3:00 great just 3 more hours to go.

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AN:

Sorry I haven't uploaded I just keep forgetting I write. I will probably update tomorrow for sure. I hope ya'll are having a nice day.

All the love,
                      S

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