I skipped school and went to third period only again, as usual. I got picked on by my childhood friend, who gave me a headlock for coming in late. She was the class president, but only I got her special treatment. Even though I’d walk back every day with a sore neck, that was the part that I liked about her. Not to mention I enjoyed her company, even the pain, for that was the only reason I attended school in the first place.

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