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SCOTT WAS SEATED BESIDE ME AND mom, who was seated across me, kept on giving those annoying looks from me to Scott.
"You're classmates?" Dad said in the middle of dinner.
"No." I answered.
"Then, how did you know each other?" Mom asked. I know she was dying to ask those kinds of questions.
"I approached him because I needed help and he was kind to help me." Scott said making me roll my eyes. He changed the story. I was like forced to help him because he was begging me to.
"Oh! My Arthur is so helpful, even before."
"So helpful that he was even fooled." Dad said making my heart beat faster and I lost the appetite to eat.
"Grant Adolf!" Mom exclaimed dad's whole name.
"I'm finish." I stood and brought my plate to the sink. I don't want to hear any of it anymore.
