"Class dismissed," said Mr. Cali, wrapping things up. Relived, I grabbed my backpack, and ran out the door. Finally, I was free. Free to go home, and mess around. But first, to drop my things off.
Crash! My head impacted the floor with a thud. Groaning, I barely managed to look up, only to see the last person I wanted to run into.
"Kyle," I said, while trying to lift myself...
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