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Singe's pov

hours of the hell until, art. it was odd how that pink haired girl was on the bus this morning. 

R I N G 

it's time to go to art, we are doing a project, hopefully not a partner project, i barely know anyone in that class. after walking for what seems like a second i arrive at art. i've never really said this to the art teacher but, i loved the room. it was small little room, cute. it had cabinets in the back and really nice desks. i got a front desk, not happy it was the front but i was next to a window so, it was alright. i sat down at my desk, i'm usually  the first one there so, i looked out the window. 

S L A M 

OHGOD. oh it's just ms.lane

"good afternoon class! today we will be doing a partner project!"

shit 

i looked around and saw  everyone was already in a pair. if everyone else has a partner i don't have to work with anyo-

"hey do you have a partner?"

pink, i guess it would be fine to work with her but, she will probably get tired of me quick. i gave her a simple head shake. 

"GREAT! what to be my partner?"

say no

say no say no

don't make a god damn fool of yourself-

i nodded.

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kinda short but mEh i'm tired

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