The second day of school was nothing like I had imagined, nosey teachers, rude students and to top it all off, the mysterious Groovehood senior who I hadn't seen all morning. "Earth to Debby," Mrs. Grassroots, our history professor flicked her fingers. "I'm so sorry," I replied hastily. "Care to share with the class?" She teased. I blushed red in return and answered her question with a smile. "So, you weren't in the last class, right?" She asked, pushing her glasses to the bridge of her nose. "Yes ma, I just joined recently," I answered her. "Then you know nothing about the tale of Dordin, yes?" "Yes, ma." I reluctantly replied. I knew nothing about Dordin. I wasn't a native, I've never attended the school and I just enrolled. Asking the obvious was just so stupid to me, she knew the answers for Christ's sake! But I wasn't going to tell her that, even though she seemed warm — this was Genesis after all, and from what I've known, in Genesis, anything could happen. "Okay, we'l
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