She Can't Know Everything
I had finished getting all my things out of my bag when Trevor came back with a tall stack of papers. My eyes almost popped out of my head looking at it all. I could feel a pinch of guilt as he sets them down. He gave me a look of confusion as he saw my look of shook on my face. "I got you a hair tie." He says, moving behind where I sat and carefully pulling my hair back into a secure bun. "There that should be better. You can't focus, I'll clear my desk in the study, it's just not that large of a room." He says, taking a seat next to me and begins to sort out his paper. The silence was immediate, and I couldn't concentrate on the math on my paper. I rested my shin on my fist, taking in my surroundings more closely. Really, taking a look around his taste was very modern. His kitchen had
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