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Chapter Thirty Nine
Marcus’ POV After leaving Rory in the hallway, I head home, and flick on the sports channels to catch the highlights about the other teams that will face off against the Hawks in the coming months. I try to get into what the newscasters are saying, but after over an hour of trying I’m still unable to stay focused. I flick the channel over to another station, that is showing a baseball game which is already halfway through, but again, I can’t bring myself to get interested in what is happening on the screen. I check my watch, it’s three o’clock, maybe I need to order some food? I haven’t eaten since before practice, the body needs fuel. I bring up the delivery app, mulling over the options before growling ‘f.uck it’ and selecting Franco’s Pizzaria, my one true vice. I can stick to my s
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