Four days have passed and no one seems to know anything. Nothing has been said; no graffiti has appeared in the bathroom, nothing even on Facebook. This is very strange and disconcerting. I feel like it is the calm before the storm, and each calm day that goes by I can’t help feeling the storm is just getting stronger.
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The Quarterback Dilemma
Teen FictionTwo eventful months in the senior year of a teenage girl.
