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THE GOOD DAY
CLAUDIA
After John walked me to class, the rest of the day seemed to pass a little differently.
I found myself in gym class waiting to see him and wasn’t disappointed when he ran alongside me on the track field. During our routine exercise, he was playing football with his classmates. He stopped to admire me. I could tell the way he was trying to look when the coach had us doing our stretches and bends. I motioned to him, but it was too late. A group of his classmates tackled him.
John pushed his way from underneath them without any trouble. He had to pretend he was a little sore, or else he would’ve raised to many suspicions. It was not the norm for a young guy like John to be so strong. Well, not as strong as John was capable of being. He made a silly face when he ca
