SWEETHEART ICE-CREAM?

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RIVER I have never wanted to stay in bed till nighttime like this. I knew boys were a bad idea, but I never knew how bad an idea they were until this moment. I roll in bed, and my eyes catch on the clock. It would be weird for me to stay away from school for no reason, so I throw off the covers and hype myself up because I need it. The person staring at me in the mirror is definitely not me. The bags underneath my eyes are bigger than when I stay up nights reading. I searched up how to get rid of eye bags in a moment, and the videos talk about cold spoons over the eyes. I pop my head out of the door, trying to ensure that I do not run into Taylor. I had not only been mean to him last night, but I also did not think I dared to face him just yet. Tiptoeing as quietly as I can, I pop two sp

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