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CHAPTER 3




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               n History class, I was sitting in the middle with Jayson, since he

               was my partner for most classes. Anytime we were in the same
               class,  I’d  always  be  his  partner—whether  for  projects  or

          assignments.
               Our substitute, Mrs. Grenade, said we should just work on our last

          project before the weekend started. It was a two-partner project about

          the study of historical figures.
               I turned to Jayson, who was taking out the long white construction

          paper we were going to do our project on.
               “So, what historical figure are we doing?”

               Jayson opened his laptop, searching for a figure. “Hmm… maybe

          William Shakespeare?”
               “The English playwright, poet, and actor?” I tilted my head. “I

          thought you didn’t like English people.”
               He chuckled under his breath. “Yeah, but he writes the best stories

          that I like.”
               “What type of stories?” I glanced at his face.

               Jayson leaned in, lowering his voice like a whisper. “Romeo and

          Juliet. You know, like… romance.”
               I was a bit confused when he leaned so close to my face. I could

          already feel his breath on my skin. Well, I mean, Jayson can be an over-
          friendly,  so-close-to-loving  type  anyway.  His  actions  can  seem  like
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