Beautiful Brains to Match A Beautiful Guy

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riday morning had come, and still Max and I had not spoken since the argument. Something I admittedly was not completely upset about, however I would be a liar had I not acknowledged as well that it was an odd feeling not speaking. The day wore on longer than I considered it would be without Max’s presence. Especially when we shared classes together. And then as if things could not have gone more distasteful, there was the point of Mr. Bradley’s project and having to explain why it was not completed. I sat there in History, watching as most of everyone chose that predictable government; the government that everyone found to be the easiest. And then all attention ran on me; and I had nothing. Of course it was my fault, because I should have taken the initiative and done everything on my o

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