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... t was Pippa.
She leaned over my desk, her freshly dyed blonde hair falling to one side as she poked my cheek with a pencil. "Rise and shine, popstar. We're not in the afterparty anymore."
I blinked a few times and straightened up. My notebook had a decent imprint of my face on it.
"What time is it?"
"End of second period. You've been out cold since the bell rang."
"Now I'm really envying you," she said, looking at me annoyed. "No shame at all sleeping in c ...
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