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Wednesday.
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For two days straight, Leo has always been with a skinny kid

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For two days straight, Leo has always been with a skinny kid. They would whisper in each other's ears, he would point at something on Leo's MacBook, Leo would actually smile in response, and boom, next period, Leo won't be in class.

I'm not comfortable with it, Leo doesn't have friends. He once had a really tight bestfriend, but they splitted a long time ago (jealousy issues.)  Now seeing him with a starving kid that might have gotten in the Academy via a scholarship put me off in the wrong way.

Leo has admirers, a few haters in and out of the Academy even, maybe a certain 'fangirl' group over the incredible, intelligent, handsome Leo. Just maybe.

If it were up to me, Leo isn't even arguably a solid six. He doesn't look like me, we're not twins in the least, but I look like him more. The same obvious dominant brown curls from our mom, and eyes in a similar hue of blue. But still, he isn't a solid six.

Now in class, I'm trying to think of several lies I could make up off the top of my head for Mr Nicholas, who's silently asking me where Leo is.

"Reo." And he voices it out.

Every other student were hovering over the pop-physic-quiz on a topic that was barely even brushed over because Leo knows it enough. Once Leo knows a topic, the other lovesick teachers could care less about the others, after all, there are certain parents who wouldn't mind slipping a few thousand dollars.

"Yes sir?" I need extra credit, even if it's simply for my manners.

"Where is Leo?" His height is intimidating me. I'm not even quarter-way through the five paged quiz and he still asks me questions without an answer.

"I don't know. He isn't here."

"I know he isn't here, that's why I asked where he is!" The other students raise their head, wincing as the invisible stray knowledge to answer the questions vanished in thin air.

"I apologise sir. I don't know where he is. I haven't seen him at all." Mr Nicholas turns his back at me, he walks back to his desk, analysing all the students with his brown eyes.

"Time's up!"

"What? We have over an hour left-" A student protests.

"If I say time's up Anna, then the damn time is up!" He snaps the papers out of the unwilling hands of the so called 'serious' learners.

No one is done, we aren't Leo. There might be a few smart people with a 4.2 GPA but that's the highest. We simply aren't Leo, but no teacher would listen to that.

"Anyone with a score less than 70 will have the splendid opportunity of attending after-school lessons." He has a domineering smile, no, there's a sadistic glint on his lips? "Class dismissed."

We have more than an hour left till class would be officially over but the quiz left all the students in a sour mood.

Still, where is Leo?
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Still, where is Leo?

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