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It was terribly hard to wake up Monday morning. But my father threw a rock through my bedroom window and that made me get the hell away from Dodge.
I didn’t drive with music. I still felt sick from Saturday night’s party. I parked in my usual spot but the silence in my car brought curious looks, but I ignored them and put my headphones on my head. There was no music playing at all, I just wanted to lessen the noise level and keep people away.
People gave me odd looks but it was only when I walked through the quad that the stares really s
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We drove home in silence, each with our own thoughts. We stopped at a red light and she turned to me and asked softly“Was it true? What she said about you?”“You already asked me that.” I replied with a frown.“I know, I just…” she paused and looked away.
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