number eighty seven

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zac smiled at me today when he walked into the classroom.. i think things are gonna be okay..

we have history together, and currently taking our history final. it's crazy to think these are my last few days in school.. the place i dreaded the most but loved attending..

i handed in my final and made my way to the door to exit the classroom when i tripped over something and fell on my face.

laughter filled the room as i stood up, brushing myself off. zac tripped me..

"just a senior prank, york..." he said with a smile and continued to work on his test.

"minus ten points for that,zac farro" the teacher told him. he sighed and glared at me, but i just kept walking.

the look in his eyes killed me..

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