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Dad Knows Best
Before I even manage to get to the end of the hallway, someone crosses my path. I flinch in fear, barely preventing myself from screaming in fear. My dad appears in front of me in true vampire style. Out of nowhere and managing to scare the crap out of me. I let out a shaky breath, then bump my fist against his shoulder. “Not cool!” I scold him, but he puts a finger on his lips and leads me away from the hallway. The moment he pulls me to the side, I already hear the door opening. Cyrus’s door. I freeze, waiting for the sound of his footsteps, but they never come. Finally, the door closes again and I breathe out in relief. I look up at my dad, who’s staring at me in a serious way. “Can we please do this later? I’ll be late for class, if you keep me here for another five minutes. I barel
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