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terback, sauntered in. He wa

said, a casual grin on his

anor changed. Her face so

thing. How's that shoulder? I h

houlder with a wince that lo

wants me to get it checked by the

hall pass. "You go right ahead. We can't have our star playe

im with a warm smile. "Let me know if the

the best," Jake said, a

of disbelief and anger

awning attention. Her severe

burned hotter

worse, a constant, nausea

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desk drawer and pulled out

into her palm. "Probably ibuprofen. It might be a littl

e pills. Expired, f

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ismissively. "But stop looking like you're abo

her backpack, her fingers clum

om, sick. History. Teacher wo

d, hoping i