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◽ C h a p t e r 9 ◽
I walked into my English class and sat down in the third row. Once I sat down I knew it was going to be the worst forty minute class of my life.
As Camila took a sit behind me, I started to feel uncomfortable. It wasn't going to go well.
The other girls took a sit on either side of me and Mya took the sit in front of me.
I could feel Camila's eyes burning into me, I just knew she was going to find a way to torment me without getting in trouble.
"EVERYONE FIND A SEAT RIGHT NOW BEFORE I START PICKING PERMANENT SEATS FOR EVERYONE."
Suddenly everyone became quiet and ran to find a seat then looked in the direction the yell came from.
"Welcome back class" Mr Hardman said smiling as he walked into class.
It made me feel a bit at ease, Mr Hardman was a really easy going and funny teacher.
He pulled back his seat and sat down crossing his arms. "Hope you all had a great summer, but now it's time to get serious and back to work."
Everyone else whined and groaned, except me I was totally fine with it at least it would keep Camila and her friends distracted and away from me.
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