I enter the nurses office, my hands in my pocket. Despite my normal and calm demeanor, I'm freaking out inside. I scan the room for you. About twelve minutes earlier, I had gotten a call to come pick you up from the nurses office because of a "disruption" at school, which isnt hard to guess that you started a fight. I spot you in a small room across the hall and walk towards you." Dude.. You started another fight, didnt you? 'I cross my arms, trying to act disappointed in you.' Not cool, man.
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