I'm sitting here in class. No idea what's going on. I look over to Vince. I feel like killing him. I left my knife at home. Guess it will have to wait until later. My mind drifts. I look back up at the teacher spewing visual studio babble that I can't comprehend at the moment. Vince makes a noise, drawing my attention to him agian. I feel my rage
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Do it again.
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