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Does he treat them like his children or something? He has to. Nobody's teeth, and I mean nobody's teeth are this close to perfection.
"Hey, Varnika." Apparently, this has become his usual, crappy greeting for me. I'm upset about it. But what else would he say to me as a greeting? "Hey, Varnika, you lookin' mighty fine today. Wanna hit up the mall with me and my home-bro's? We're gonna shop in d**k's Sporting Goods and eat manly muffins in the food court."
Maybe not exactly that, but it's close enough. We just had practically our first full conversation today, so I guess I shouldn't be expecting much from him.
"Hey, you ready?" I ask, but before he can try to pull a joke or something, I choose to speak again. "Or did you change your mind? Or maybe you just don't want to leave school with me. Because of your reputation or something—'' I'm cut off for another stressful time that day, this time from Agastya interrupting me. If I get cut off one more time, I'm probably going to stab the life out of my mailbox.
"What reputation?" He looks half shocked I said something and half offended. If anything, shouldn't I be the offended one? 'Cause he's trying to find a way to blow me off? Way to go, Varnika; ruin a forming friendship why don't you?
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