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Cole's P.O.V.
Semira looks so nervous. She reminds me of Xavier when I saw him introduce himself. It curdles weird uneasy feelings in me. I decide to ignore them for now.
"And where are you from Semira? Because you don't sound like you are from here." The teacher asks, laughing at her own joke, I don't even know if it was a joke.
"Um London. I'm from London, in England." She speaks.
"Okay, anything else you want to share with the class?" The teacher adds.
Semira shakes her head, still looking down at the ground. Her long hair droops over her features.
"Okay head back to your seat. Semira
everybody, make sure to keep her company and show her around the school." Where was this kindness with Xavier?Semira walks back to her seat and l
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