My Two Cents Worth
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At my school, every year, ten unlucky senior boys get their name chosen for a bidding at the beginning of the year; people bid on you to get to get to spend a week with you. Whatever they want you to do, as long at it's not illegal, you have to do it for a week. Sadly, this year I, one of the least popular people in the school, got chosen for the bidding. And a girl actually bought me, for two cents.