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As soon as you're out the door I run to your bag and look inside it when I feel something sharp. "A razor" I say to myself. I take it out of your bag and quickly slide it in my pocket and go back to my seat before you get back.
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I return to see you sliding into the seat, and I smile slightly. “Hey,” I say. “Did your day go well? I forgot to ask you.” I sit down across from you, smile remaining firmly planted on my face.
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"Oh well that doesn't seem bad! Remember that if you need help you can come to me." I keep thinking about the bag in the back of my mind. "Hey Alix can you take the trash out?" Anonymous
“Yeah, of course.” I make my way towards the kitchen and grab the trash, then turn towards the door. Humming softly, I exit the door and take the trash to its destination.
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I watch you place your bag down more carefully than you usually do but I don't say anything. "I guess can understand. What did you do today at school?" Anonymous
“Eh, not much,” I say in reply, glancing into your eyes before averting them somewhere else with a sigh. “Exams are almost over, so for the most part we’re just watching movies and stuff.” I move to sit down, fiddling with my ipod in the process.
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I look up at you, plastering a fairly convincing grin on my face. “Yeah,” I respond. “I’m fine! I just had a long day.” I move to the corner, placing my messenger bag there carefully before returning to face you.
