I chuckle a little. Good for her. That's what she gets for always stealing my seat. She's always been a daydreamer, and this certainly isn't the first time she wasn't paying attention. Especially in this class. She hates history. I can't understand it. How does she want to change the future, when she knows nothing about the past? Anyways, I'm a bit worried about her. She keeps smiling and all, but I think she hides a lot of pain. I heard her talking to our mentor yesterday. Her parents just divorced and she doesn't know what to do. I forgive her for being mean. Maybe she will, one day, become a great person.
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RomanceThis is the first thing I ever wrote, so please don't expect too much and give feedback if you want! ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I hate him. I rea...
