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Good: I Remember This... (Pt 12)

Nothing. Is that possibily possible? Or did I just go a full day without talking to IT. Sure, there were glares, but when are there ever none? He didn’t speak two words to me today and I couldn’t be happier. He did glare at me on my walk to first period, fourth period, and sixth period, but I can deal…I hope. During sixth period, there are a couple guys that are friends with him.
Guy1: Did you hear about Marcus?
I tuned out the rest of the conversation, it was killing me to hear his horrid name. My face must have been replused because someone(I don’t remember who) asked me it I was ok. A wonderful day was ruined by one name. One person that I feared. My weakness, my stomach quenching death inside me. Damn it Marcus. And I was doing so well today too.

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