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It wasn’t until 5 p.m. that the teacher in charge of our detention released us. I was already beyond frustrated. The day was slipping away, and I was stuck at school, staring into space, when I should have been at Amanda’s house cleaning. Today was payday, and missing it wasn’t an option, no matter how late it was.

Not even when an annoying, frustrating boy like Luke was breathing down my neck.

“What do you want, Luke?” I asked for what felt like the hundredth time ...