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After seconds of me fake contemplating the idea I decide he's had enough torture. I let out a sigh as if I was holding my breath.
"Sure, why not? I won't have it every single day so if you want, you can get a ride today." Before he denies, I quickly add, "Unless, of course you can't because of soccer or something." I break eye contact with the last part. I don't feel like staring at him, 'cause you know. . . maybe the teacher could've seen. . . and stuff. . .
His face seems to show several emotions. Shock, rEf and then a hint of deviousness followed by an awkward smirk. What is this, make-my-face-unproportional day? Because I don't think I go the memo.
"Cool, and it's okay, there's no soccer. I actually came in a friend's car today so don't worry about trying to figure out how to get my car to my house," He spoke just above a whisper since Mr. E seemed to get quiet as he wrote on the board. Not quiet enough though.
"Mr. Alvins, is there something you want to share with your fellow educational learning friendy's?" Told you Mr. E was weird.
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