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Everyone kept glancing over at me. They all kept thinking that I hadn’t noticed because I hadn’t been looking up at them when they did, but I noticed. Every damn time, I noticed.
What made it worse was that we were all seated in a booth at Sammy’s parents’ cafe, so we were all forced to face each other. I was just thankful that I was sitting on the edge of the booth; it made it easier for a brief escape, whether it was to hide away in the bathroom for a couple of minutes or buy another drink, which I didn’t even want, but I’d take it to have just a few extra seconds of not having my friends stare so intensely at me.
Why did they have to make the staring so obvious?
It was like clockwork or some weird pattern that they had all decided to synchronise on. Sammy and Theo
