*Pryce's Point of View*
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I made my way to the classroom since I'm almost late now, and it is because of that beautiful dream.
It is also the reason why I'm smiling like an i***t right now. That freak is really making me crazy. I hope that I can see her today and try to talk to her about dinner later tonight.
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I'm already here inside our classroom, and some of my classmates greeted me. And as usual, they all behaved. Am I really that scary or what?
I put my binder notebook on the table and pulled out my pen.
The bell is about to ring since we only have three minutes left, but there are still no signs of Blair inside this room.
Is she going to be absent? No, she should be here.
Ugh! This is getting harder for me.
I'm tapping my pen on my notebook, then, that's it, the bell ri
