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"Why are you being nice to me?"
"I'm not being nice, believe me," I replied, annoyed. "I just want you out of my sight."
"I don't think so," he smirked. "You know you hate me."
I exhaled. "That's good that you know. Now, I am stuck with you because of this homework."
He smiled again. I wanna punch him so bad.
"I'm gonna get you a drink, alright."
"No, thanks." I waved him off.
"Good. Pick you up after class."
I hate him.
Or maybe not.
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