Yesterday, our usually mean science teacher, let us sit wherever we wanted for that day since she hadn't done the seating chart yet. My friends Simbai, Glenn, Alberto, and I were all going to be quiet and pay attention so that Mrs. Reynolds would put us at the same table the next day.
It didn't exactly happen.
Alberto, Glenn, and I are now all at the same table. Simbai is with a fat and annoying chick, and some new kid. Mrs. Reynolds must hate him. And it can't be a racist thing either, they're both black.
That's it.
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