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Something's Fishy
I’m not waiting for long, when I notice the door beside me opening. I quickly dissolve the spell, looking at Mr. Franklin like nothing happened. “You can come in now,” he informs me in an awkward way. Like he’s ashamed of his role in this meeting. Well, he should be. I stand up without saying a word, then follow him inside. I close the door behind me, realizing that the redness on the principal’s face still didn’t disappear. I’m not sure if that’s a good thing or not. She stares at me the whole way from the door to the chair. Then, before I even properly take a seat, she says: “Well? What are you going to say to our decision?” I stare at her blankly, realizing that she has no idea I didn’t hear what they were talking about. “I’ll tell you when you tell me. I don’t know what you’ve decid
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