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Post by Paul Meraz on Jul 11, 2010 11:04:11 GMT -5
Paul got up that morning and got dressed, driving to school slowly. He wasn't in a rush. They were lucky that Paul was even going to school that day near the time that he was supposed to. He usually late or absent.
As soon as he walked into chemistry his teacher said, "Well, well, well, if it isn't Mr. Meraz."
"Yeah, yeah, whatever." Paul replied with a "too cool for school" tone to his voice. "Write me up for a tardy, I don't care."
Paul sat down at his seat, pretending to listen to the half of the lecture that the teacher was saying. It didn't make sense because he didn't hear the first part. There was something about compounds and what you should and shouldn't mix. That would've been good no know, but oh well.
After a while someone sat next to Paul. Paul didn't look up from his notebook in which he was doodling in, but he did mutter a smile "hi".
*Okay, really short but oh well.
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