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This can't be happening, not when the two people I will prefer to kill over a million times are seated in the same car with me. Worst still, Xavier was seating right beside me, our bodies can literally touch and no matter how I try to move away, I feel he does come close to me on purpose. My head was still against the chair I was seating on but was turning on the inside together with my mind. Inside the car was really annoyingly loud; listening to the music James had on the car's radio, Xavier's loud headset, and his android sending and receiving messages. It was 7:17 and I wasn't feeling too relaxed in the car even though I was calm. Looking at my phone for a time now and then made me think we were going backward in time. Still in all that s**t, to me, the vehicle was as silent as eve

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