A different kind of love
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She walked into the class chatting aimlessly with her friends, something she was extremely grateful for after the past year. Giggling the group placed themselves down around of the desks, "Sams coming over." Connie hummed rolling her eyes, pulling her textbook out placing it on the desk. "Yes?" She groaned "Was wondering if you could come round later, stuff we gotta sort." Connie sighed heavily "what like you actually growing up?" She hissed, Charlotte giggling causing her to gain a scowl from him, "I'll think about it." She groaned as their teacher walked in. "Science first should be deemed criminal." Erica sighed, "It's not that bad, Sir is lovely and science isn't too bad." Connie replied, "Alright brainiac, some of us struggle."
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