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"Hey, can we talk?" I ask as I approach Archie at his locker.
He turns to me reluctantly. "I'm kind of busy," he says in a low voice not bothering to look at me. I put my hands on my hip with a sigh. "Look....I know we ended on bad terms, but there's some stuff we need to talk about,"
"I'd rather not talk to you," he says finally looking at me, as he places his book bag on his shoulder.
"Archie, grow up okay, it's over we're over and it didn't work out," I begin. "We weren't meant to be together, but I'll be damned if I get an F in biology because of your stupid grudge, get over yourself Archie, you're not the only one that got hurt, you're not the only one that has feeling," I spit out.
"Okay," he says. "Okay what, Archie?"
"Okay we'll do the damn project," he says angrily. "Good," I say walking away.
