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Cheer Up Party
Marcus tries to cheer me up, but I ignore his attempts. I’m too busy pretending that I’m fine. The results are public. The last thing I want right now is to have one of Sheila’s minions see me devastated, then go tell her about it. I’ll clearly have to tug at her hair some more, if I want to be left alone. Even the rest of the boys try to join in on Marcus’s noble cause, but I’m a hair’s length away from telling them to stop treating me with the sorry faces. They luckily get the hint and stop talking about exam week results altogether, so I can eat my breakfast in peace. However, Sheila’s arrival to the cafeteria doesn’t slip my attention anyway. I try to ignore her, but my eyes keep jumping to her smug face. Ugh, I hate how she’s parading around on her high horse. Like she wasn’t full o
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