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I pull the thick red hood of my sweater over my head, shrinking back into it's warmth to hide from the wind. Although I'm partially protected from the weather, I'm not shielded from the looks people give me.
Well, what else can I do? I've only been waiting out in the freezing cold for only twenty minutes, and my face feels likes it's going to crack and crumble into ice at my feet.
I had agreed to wait for Trystan to finish football practise after school, because I needed to start practising for this test as soon as possible and I had incorrectly assumed I could just finish off some homework while he kicked around a ball.
When I had pulled out my Science folder, all the sheets inside it started wafting around madly and I had manage to stuff it back into my bag before my notes flew
