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"I have fifteen dollars," he tells me very quickly, pulling out his wallet. I shake my head.

"I wasn't asking you to buy the pizza," I clarify, making a motion with my hands. I just said I need it.

I shrug and slide into the driver's seat. Jorge in no time has his place in the front seat. As I leave my backpack in the secondary classrooms, he places his on his lap.

"I don't mind bringing you a pizza."

“Because you don't know. ” “ But mom said she'd make lasagna and she gets upset when we don't eat it,” I clarify, we both put on our seat belts. I put the key in the ignition and I'm going to turn the engine over.

"All things considered, all things considered I can get you a frozen yogurt," he offers, glancing favorably at my side the moment I start to lead us out of the detention locker.

" Tomorrow," I gave up any pretense of giving the pass to a few youngsters before joining the line to leave the school property. Also, we can have our usual Star Long Distance Race Wars — smiling added.
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