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Chapter 2: Because I Got Humiliated?
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... ... the kind they used before assemblies to pretend order still mattered. West sat in the middle rows, knees bouncing, backpack wedged between his feet. Loud conversations rolled like static.
Everyone was waiting.
When Caleb Rourke walked in, the noise changed.
It didn’t get louder.
It got sharper.
Heads turned. Whispers cut. Phones came out and camera flashes were heard.
Caleb walked down the aisle like the room belonged to him, hands in his pocke ...
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