I stumbled out of the classroom with lady Belva, my music teacher. She needed “talk” to me about my apparent horrible work on my music project. I felt sick to my stomach. Then, I meet your eyes across the hall. I immediately look away when I notice you were already staring right at me, glancing between me and lady Belva with narrowed eyes. I try to shrug it off as I go to my locker. There’s no way you could know.
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10/05/2025