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she explained.
“You must be brilliant then,” Nate commented with a smile.
Gloria looked away, shy. “I do alright,” she answered modestly.
“So, what do you have this morning?”
“AP Lit. You?” Gloria looked at Nate.
"History," Nate answered, his expression contorting into a grimace, his nose wrinkling and upper lip curling in clear distaste.
Gloria chuckled at Nate's expression. “I take it that history is not your favorite.”
Nate shook his head, a smile playing across his face. “But it is either that or Spanish, and the only word I know in Spanish is Puta,” Nate smirked.
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