ASHTER STARR POV.
With a cup of coffee in my hand, I walked through the doors and into the main office, I kept my distance from everybody since I still don't like people touching me, I was in the office to get a tardy pass. I always hated when they would ask for an excuse every time. Like why does it matter? I'm already late and you're making me more late by asking pointless questions. Whatever my excuse was, it won't change the fact that I'm late.
I sipped on my coffee nervously until I was finished with it and threw it away before I proceed to my second class.
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I pulled my food out of my bag. I was currently in lunch and I didn't feel like eating or even talking. I hate that there are so many people around and it's too noisy, the chattering is ringing into my ears. I felt like thi
