(I sit at the front, looking up at the stage as I listen to the head teacher calling out the names. My lizard tail curled up beside me, as I fiddle with my hands nervously. I watch as people walk up to the stage and take their dorm keys from the headteacher, chatting as they walk together. All the people being paired seem lien their friends.. I would be hoping that I get with one of my friends, but the only problem is that I don’t have any.)
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