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CHAPTER 9: Project Partners

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BELLA

"Hello." The other end was silent, I guess Tammy was still mad at me for what happened one week ago.

It has been one week of her not talking to me, still mad about the non existent Luka thing.

"Are you still not talking to me?" I asked, beginning to get tired of how long she was drawing it out.

Yes I shouldn't have shouted at her, but she kept making up stuff about me and Luka.

"Finally after a week you finally decide to call me." I rolled my eyes at her response.

There was no way I could have called her this past week without using the general telephone, and she would have known that if she wasn't avoiding me in school and always having somewhere to be everytime I tried to talk to her in school.

"My phone screen was broken." This was better than bringing up her attitude issues this past week.

"Oh."

I didn't say anything after that, the line was silent but we were both on the line. I guess she was waiting for me to apologize for shouting at her in the hallway, I was also
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