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Hotter Than Hell
As I’m walking from his office, the bell just rings. It sends the wheels in my head into a frantic spinning mode. It’s Friday. Where are my friends now? I need to find them … to apologize. I hope I didn’t ruin everything. Again. I’d die if I have to survive the rest of the school year without them. Now that I can stay here … It would be the worst possible punishment. The metallic taste of blood is still present in my mouth as I try to check the time. I soon spot a clock on a wall, the moment I get into the part of the building, where classrooms are situated. Damn, this was the last class. Who knows where they are now? They could be headed to the library, the leisure rooms, how am I supposed to find them? Finally, I quicken my pace, heading back towards the dorms. I’ll get to my room firs
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