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That afternoon, I went to the library after school for my shift. I was seated at the front desk, checking in returned books and organizing the stacks. Rachel was seated in one of the armchairs across from me. She was supposed to be studying, but instead, she was scrolling through her phone. Every now and then, she would glance up to make a comment or joke. "Bri, you won't believe what Mr. Harris said in class today," Rachel started, typing away on her phone. I looked up from the book I was cataloging. "What did he say this time?" "He actually tried to convince us that the Earth is the center of the universe. Can you believe it? He's stuck in the Middle Ages." I laughed, shaking my head. "He probably just wanted to get a rise out of everyone. Mr. Harris loves stirring the pot. He pro