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*Since Raegan and I have the same class, we go to our lockers and we walk to class together, as we talk about what crazy things Mr. White has planned for us. Zair is waiting on us when we get to the door, and his eyes go from me to Raegan and then back to me. I step forward a little to distance myself, as if on instinct. "Are you carding people?" I ask, causing them to laugh. "No, I'm just waiting on my friends," he says as we walk into class. I try to ignore their stares, and I know that they kept linking each other, but I can't read minds. I probably wouldn't want to hear what they say anyways. I only glance at Zair every once in a while, I hope he didn't notice. (I don't know how, but he seems to have gotten cuter) They both walked me to my next class, even though, Zair didn't hav