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It was dark, the midnight rain had started, drizzling a little on the broken cobblestone pathway. He fixed his jacket, keeping the hood of it over his head. If anyone saw him now… He shook his head, there was no time to worry about that now, if anyone found out, he would just tell then he was out for a run or something. Besides, no one ever took this road. Too dark for a midnight run. He could see the parking lot directly in front of him now. But this wasn’t right. He could always stop. He should stop. Before she found out. It was mid ...
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Sweat was clinging onto her shirt. Her highlighters were scattered messily across the table and her papers were filled with doodles. Just one more minute. One more minute until she could finally go back home. One more minute until she could finally hang out with James. Betty hated high school, and she couldn’t wait until she graduated. The hours of homework and class made her want to curl up and listen to Taylor Swift all day. It was mid June, and the summer heat was suffocating here in Woodvale. Just one more minute. Time ...
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