"andrea do you have a partner?"
she stopped looking at the blue sky filled with white cotton candy to meet the gaze of her teacher.
"no."
"well, nia hasn't either."
"will! so how's it going!"
she yelled trying not to meet nias eyes.
"good, but you should talk to the teacher about being partners with nia."
"you shit head."
she muttered.
"i don't have a partner."
"yeah, he doesn't have a partner."
she agreed.
"nash i thought you were partners with samuel."
"well now my partner is andrea."
her teacher let out a sigh, and partnered nia with sam instead.
"hey andrea."
"hey you little fuck."
he sighs.
"at least your talking to me."
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Cuts.
Short Storyi drew a butterfly on my wrist, in hopes that this feeling would no longer persist, but things got bad and i started to cry, so the butterfly on my wrist had to die. once again i tried to set myself free, but it seems my thoughts have stolen the ke...
