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Weeks have passed, and these people are starting to become my friends.
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| Hey, can you save me a seat at lunch, I dont want to be sitting by anyone weird.. | |
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| No worries, I gotcha back! | |
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She really doesn't need to worry about were she sits, everything in this town stays the same anyways..The lunch room is no different. Goths to the right, nerds to the left.
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| No, I'd rather do anything else.. | |
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| YOU WANNA PLAY WITH MY INVISOMASTER? | |
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I know somethings up but I'd stay out of whatever dumb thing they're doing.
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| You guys are acting strange, what's going on?? | |
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| Um you know.. nothing.... | |
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