"Do you really think it's that easy?" I ask, glaring up at him. He takes a step closer. "It's not going to work on me." He raises an eyebrow at me. "What's not going to work?" He asks, his voice barely above a whisper as he gently wraps an arm around my waist, caressing my cheek with the other. "I see exactly what you...
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"welcome to detention. no talking, coughing, sneezing, giggling, weird sounds of any sort, listening to music, and most certainly, no sex on top of the desks."
