Her history class was one of the largest she had. There were around thirty-five students in it, all of whom had moved the desks into groups to sit with their friends. Arder sat in one at the back of the classroom with Lexie, waiting for the teacher to arrive. The room was on the third floor, with an entire wall made up of six individual windows. Staring out through the glass, Arder watched the trees and bushes shift back and forth in the wind. "Are you sure Cyrus never mentioned that he had a son?" Lexie asked. She sat in the desk next to Arder, her head laying in her arms."No," Arder said. "Isn't that weird?" Turning away from the window, she looked around at all her classmates. It was strange for her to have known them for almost her whole life, yet not know anything about most of them. "Yeah," Lexie agreed, "where was he all this time?" "He said he lived with his mom," Arder replied, pulling her textbook out of her bag. Knowing the teacher would arrive soon, she got out all the
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