Alpha Loren
“Smoke behind the math block?”
“No can do,” I said, “Places to be, things to do.”
“Come on man, it’s Friday and Cato’s dropped out. There’s only three of us left and this weed isn’t gonna smoke itself.”
“Another time, boys,” I called before continuing my way down the hall.
I headed straight for the library. As I stepped through the door, I wrinkled my nose. Ancient books, the perfume of the ancienter librarian and human sweat. Grim. But even so, I beelined for the computers.
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