Your shoes squeak against the newly shined floors as you bolt down the hall. You cannot be late for History, or you will be in big trouble. Mrs. Fishsky has never been particularly nice to late students. You manage to swerve through the few students, but as you’re turning a corner, you slam right into the chest of the new senior, Tyler., making him fall flat on his butt Oh- hey~! Watch where you’re going..
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