Game of truth

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"Shouldn't you be at school?" Damon asked me when he found me in his office the next day. I shrugged. "I had Art and a spare so I skipped". Technically I had English, but we had a substitute teacher again, which meant it would just be extra time to work on a project I had finished last week. He stared at me. "You have never skipped before" I shrugged again. "Are you" oh no, not this again. "No  ,I'm not being bullied or doing drugs or keeping bad friends neither I'm I pregnant" I quickly said interrupting him before he could finish. Damon raised an Eye brow. " I was just going to ask if you were planning on staying. I have a client at two" he looked away for a moment to pull out his lunch and put it in the microwave. I looked at the clock. Forty Five minutes to Two. Long enough to

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