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7: CRIMES AND CONSEQUENCES
Miss Irene gives Wilma and I a scathing look that silently says ‘get out of this administrative block.’ I grab my leather jacket and shrug it on, noticing that the injured boy —Wilma’s “victim” is nowhere in sight. Nurse’s office or on his way to change schools? I hope it’s the latter. Coldly, I brush off William’s presence, putting him in the same category as the other boys although my skin feels hot and prickly from the mere recollection of the dream and his gaze on me.
“Come on.” I beckon Wilma with me.
She gets to her feet obediently, grabbing her headphones and rose-patterned school backpack. She offers Miss Irene a polite smile and an equally polite goodbye.
I don’t.
The second we’re out of earshot and in the hallway, I swivel to face my sister. “Did he deserve it?” I demand, folding my arms and staring her down.
“Yes.” She replies immediatel
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The Mate Agreement 9: DARLING CROISSANT
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The Mate Agreement 10: THE LIBRARY
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The Mate Agreement 11: PRETTY LITTLE THING
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The Mate Agreement 12: HIS GOLDEN GIRL
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The Mate Agreement 14: TWIN DAGGERS
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The Mate Agreement 15: YELLOW
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