"Alright, 4th period, last class of the day!" Duke dicho at our lockers, which were right siguiente to each other. The lockers are seperated in sets of three, Duke's was on my left, mine in the middle, and... I really didn't know who was to my right.
"Cool, what's your 4th period Duke?"
"Trig.." he mumbled and frowned.
"Aww," I dicho pinching his cheeks "Dukey-Boy has
Trig. It sucks to be you!" I teased
"Oh yeah, well what's your siguiente class?" I didn't know,
I peeked at my schedule, not letting Duke see.
"Hmm.. let's see," I said, scanning the page. "Trig!"
"HA! Who sucks now?" Duke laughed.
"You know...
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