I'm walking down the hallway to get to my locker, to grab my lunchbox. That's when I see you, looking hurt but really quiet. I think it's because of the note my friends gave you last time to make it look like I'm the one who wrote "Does it look I give an f" to you...although it wasn't me. I don't say anything, and act normal as I walk to my friends and lead them down the stairs as we laugh and talk on our way to the cafeteria
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