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... cker doors and the clamor of conversations.
"That was hella sick," Jacob finally said, looking at me like I was a deity or something.
I shrugged. "It’s nothing special."
We got to our lockers, which were very close to each other. Jacob gave me a concerned look. "But will you be okay? You know who Bob’s father is, right? That dude’s, like, mega loaded and a lawyer."
"Chill, don’t worry about me," I said, opening my locker.
Inside, I saw a few crumpled $1 bi ...
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