It was a normal class, with the normal look, and the normal people. I sat down at a table with a familiar face sitting across from me. Seconds later another face is next to me. I couldn't stand the face next to me. Blake was his name. We've knew each other all through out and never got along with each other. It all started back in kindergarten when he claimed boys were better than girls. Since that day we always hated each other.
We exchanged eye rolls and both let out a heavy sigh. Without words, but surely implied that we were not happy to see each other.
The period went on with a cliché of a game so we could all get to know each other better as a class.
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He's the reason hurricanes are named after people
RomanceGirl meets boy, boy like girl, girl likes boy, boy uses girl, girl goes down the wrong path.
