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his group of friends. I had needed to talk to him the whole day. I had been trying to get a hold of him for ab
round like he was doing a puppet show that went along with the story that he was telling his
wasn��t one that was normal for him. He usually smiled wide at me. We were be
icking up his conversation again. I tapped him on the shoulder again, but he didn��t turn around again. The other guys looked at me. Some looks were pity looks
l didn��t turn around. ��Fine,�� I huffed and
ck. I shrugged. ��Well, did he tell you why he got in troub
I looked back at Jett and watched him. He was still telling his story and he didn��t seem like he had a care in the world
will be sorry he treated you like a jerk.�� I looked back over my shoulder, silently hoping that she was right. Jet