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terback, sauntered in. He wa
said, a casual grin on his
anor changed. Her face so
thing. How's that shoulder? I h
houlder with a wince that lo
wants me to get it checked by the
hall pass. "You go right ahead. We can't have our star playe
im with a warm smile. "Let me know if the
the best," Jake said, a
of disbelief and anger
awning attention. Her severe
burned hotter
worse, a constant, nausea
g Ashley still looki
desk drawer and pulled out
into her palm. "Probably ibuprofen. It might be a littl
e pills. Expired, f
k that's a good id
ismissively. "But stop looking like you're abo
her backpack, her fingers clum
om, sick. History. Teacher wo
d, hoping i
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