Chapter Two

[mybonesareyours]

It was September. I had spent the last month of the summer reading all of the Spanish literature I could. I was dreadfully excited for classes to start. The first day of classes was finally here and I made sure that I got to mine early so I could get a seat close to the front. But not too close; I learned freshman year that if you sit in the front

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[trueteleiophile]

Oh, thought I'd comment/critique on this one too, since I'm still here