AVALINE

I waited for the teacher to stop and reprimand me. But she just nodded at the guy with me as if she respected him more than a student. Then she looked away and continued walking.

“Uh… I have a class,” I informed him. “M-maybe we can talk after dismissal?”

He glanced down at me, then glared. I stiffened and gulped. I made a zipping motion from one end of my mouth to the other, which I know is so unoriginal and not that witty, but I had to try and lighten the mood.

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