Tuesday rolls in looking and feeling good. I enter school with a pep in my step, actually smiling as I walk towards my locker. I wait for a little while, and soon I hear those peppy steps I know so well. I turn to see Ceci hopping towards me as usual. “Well, well, well… someone looks happy today,” she says, arching her eyebrow. “I actually am. Considering yesterday’s situation, I thought I’d be feeling down today, but for some reason, I’m just really happy,” I tell her with a shrug. I close my locker, and we head towards our science class. Mr. Kepner, our science teacher, might not be strict about lateness, but that man holds grudges. Last semester, just because Osbert—one of Ryan’s blockhead friends—came late to class, he made him do a personalized test covering everything he had taught while Osbert was absent. To this day, I haven’t seen him come late again—and that’s saying something, considering how these footballers act like divas. We soon reach the classroom, and it’s alrea
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