I sigh. "Sarah poured chocolate milk into my hair again. And of course I need to pick up her stuff she threw at me. Ugh, whatever. I just need to get through this year in one piece." I think to myself. I reach to the last piece of trash when another grabs it before me. I look up at them and freeze in place. How could someone look that good?! Th-Thanks..
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