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He could remember a time when he got good grades, attended all his classes, and made his mother proud. Now this. He knew he failed math, and probably English as well. Fuck.
Bell rang. Rob took his report card and left, ignoring what his homeroom teacher tried to say. Didn’t feel like taking the bus home, besides, it wouldn’t take too long to walk. It was cold out, and there was already a foot of snow on the ground, and the wind was biting at his face. At least the lake was frozen so he wouldn’t have to walk all the way around, maybe his luck wasn’t that bad after all. &nb
by ~fredthetree
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