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She wrote the answer down fairly quickly, only taking about 20 seconds to write it down. Ms. Moor nodded in agreement with her answer and Hailey walked back toward her seat. She opened her other notebook to write down subjects she was weaker in.
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He leaned back in his seat with a huff, it wasn't the pens that set him on edge but he was not in the 'patient' mood or so. His eyes roamed from the book to his book bag. The dark pale bag had a white light shin threw the thin material. He couldn't help but think it might've been his sister.
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She sighed and kept looking around at her desk. She coughed then sneezed by the stuff that was floating around in the air.
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His body slid into a slump then he laid on his desk the tips of his finger pads swiped the handle. He leaned closer moving his books to the side. He slid his fingers down the front to the front pocket.
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She blanked out a bit, before shaking her head. (sorry it's short. Immm paniced about RO)
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His books slid from under him making a loud echo in the room. Elliot shot up then stared at the books, his heart raced with unexpected rythem. " You gonna pick it up Mr. Sutton?" She called his name like she'd said it over and over like a worn page. [ why you panicking? :0 ]
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Her head snapped up causing her to wince, she sighed and looked at the fallen books scattered all over the classroom floor. (because I have some horses I haven't matched)
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He scooped them up and put them on his desk. He looked up at the teacher " Sorry for interrupting." It was more like a mumble then a direct confident speech.
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The teacher nodded and the bell rang, Hailey got up and walked out. Bailey waited for her outside but she just lent on the wall, Bailey looked over her, "Oh no, Wave?" Hailey nodded and Bailey took her hand "Come on" they slipped unto the bathroom.
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He gathered up his supplies and shoved them un-neatfully into his bag. He rushed out of class brushing his hand through his hair. He ran past all the people and out the school doors.
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