With two days into the school year we were given assigned seats. My name was the first to be called for the third table in the back corner. My seat was placed in the very back that if I pushed my chair too far back I would end up in the corner.
Nothing could've ruined this seat until the desk across me was being filled with him. His face. I had to deal with staring Blake in the face for the whole semester.
"This is it", I thought to myself, "this is going to be the worst class of the day."
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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.
