I haven’t seen him in a week. He hasn’t tried to speak to me either. I don’t know if he’s not at school or if he’s just ignoring me. It’s probably the latter because who would want to hang out with a loser like me. The only thing I’m good at is making lame jokes and laughing at my stupidity and eating a whole tub of cookie dough in one night. I don’t drink tea anymore. I always drink black coffee now because of the bitter taste.
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Tea at Midnight
Short Story"it wasn't until I poured the second cup that I realized I was alone."
