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I could not imagine them being anywhere else but quiet, and in their place at the back of the classroom.
"Kara... Kara", Shawn poked me lightly. Apparently Mr. Smith had asked me a question. I turned to my gloomy eyed desk partner, delivering a disgusted look, and dismissing him appropriately as he had annoyed me yet again.
"Yes, Mr. Smith? Sorry, I had zoned out for a few seconds", I explained.
"That's fine, Ms. Vox", he said, quivering a little. "We are on number eleven. Are the two triangles similar or congruent?"
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