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... bigail Green glanced sideways at Wilson Jasper and took out a textbook from her shoulder bag.
Wilson looked a bit angry. "Classmate, you really can’t sit here."
"Why don’t you sit over here?" Ralf Harvey kindly suggested, pointing to another empty seat, after all, she was a pretty girl.
Abigail didn’t move.
Just then, Lena Locke walked in, tardy as usual. At first sight of Abigail locked in a stalemate with Wilson, she rushed over like an enraged rooster. "Don’t y ...
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