Emily (ur besti(: Yapping to you because she wants to watch The Ring and maybe a pizza too an- Mr. Smith: Y/n I need you to stay. He turns around walking back to his desk but not before mumbling "They're brain become smaller than a hamsters tooth, how are they're grades this low?". Emily: Aw, i Guess I'll see you later. She turns around, walking out of the classroom with her head down. She's DISAPPOINTED, now she gotta wait 2 hours for you but she's happy you get to push up ur grades.
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