Ron let his chin sink deeper into the cradle of his hands, sighed, and blinked wearily. The words of his English teacher were starved of attention; all he could think about was Allison, sitting two rows up and one aisle over. He couldn't see her face, of course, but her beautiful brown hair held him captive. In just another week, they would
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