TheDrunkPanda
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I never thought i would have a new choir teacher. He has black hair, pale white skin, and a small mouth. The girls drooled of coarse. Me, well i kept my distance...tried to at least. Being the troubled girl, i always got bad grades, got in fights, and i came home to nothing better then an alcoholic father and a mother who SEEMS like she wants nothing to so with me.
Mr. Way made me stay after class because of my recent behavior.
What happens next?