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Thanks, I Hate It

Author: Haidri
last update Last Updated: 2023-01-16 06:12:14
The seat that was once open, is now occupied. And you'll never guess who it is. At least it is not Tyler, otherwise, I would have thrown myself from this building. It is his buddy, but I can't remember his name.

"Great. Now I have to share my table. Why couldn't I have just this one thing?" I ask under my breath. I sigh loudly on my way to the table.

I pull out the chair next to him and collapse into it with a groan. The teacher enters the class, greeting us as she walks to her desk.

"Okay, guys. I have loads of work to do, so keep yourselves busy." She sits behind the desk and starts to work through the pile of papers on the desk. The few students in the class burst into conversation and I pull my phone out of my pocket.

I’ve been wondering if I can send messages to the author. I unlock my phone and open my messages, scrolling to the old ones.

From the corner of my eye, I spot three students wandering toward my table. They drag over chairs, clustering around the guy’s side. (I real
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