Eighty two

1264 Words

I scribbled down the equations in my notebook, trying to make sense of them and come up with an answer. It was back to school. My slutty weekend is now an erotic memory; one that I'm gonna revisit every day of my life. But yeah, back to school and back to solving the craziest and twisted math questions. The professor just left the class and left us with a really twisted math question to decode. So yeah, I'm trying to do that. I stopped scribbling again, staring at it, and nah, this isn't easy at all. I glanced around and everyone else was just as engrossed in their work as I was. And individually too. It's not a group thing. My gaze returned to my book and I flinched at the hand resting on it. I looked up. Nathan. I spent all morning avoiding him because I didn't wanna feel thi

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