Chapter Eight - Leather Ain't That Bad

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The day dragged on and on as usual. We were finally on the last lesson and Kyle was with me. MATHS!!! Uhg, I hate it! I just don’t understand it, plus I already have way too much on my mind to add up and make some use of it. Kyle sat on the desk next to me and half way through Mr. Crow had to leave and the whole class burst out into chatters. Phones came blazing out and students were leaned over each other’s desks laughing as they showed the next best thing. I leaned closer to Kyle's desk, him closing the rest of the gap with one leg crossed over his knee. "So, you really are bad at this huh?" I smiled and looked down at my maths book. It was totally empty, and I couldn’t help but laugh for the first time, "Yeah, I suck, anything else you want to pick up?" he looked closely at me then sp

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