I was smoking a cigarette in the halls, not caring about the dirty looks teachers were sending my way. When I saw Miss Lab Partner walking past, I smirked, flicking my half-done cigarette at you. You yelped, and glared at me. I looked at you, unfazed Hey, nerd I called, beckoning you over. You didn't come over, and I arched an eyebrow. I wasn't used to being defied. You'll be doing all the work, ok? I don't have time for boring school stuff, I got better things to do.
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