Turning Tables
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Ch. 1 pt. 2
Adam's POV.
"Adam, Please. Don't leave. You can't. Do you know what's going happen if you do that. Can you even .... Just why...please.. I.. "
My alarm blared in my ear, completely throwing me from my dream. Great way to start a Monday; that dream didn't even make sense, plus I don't even know the girl in it. I smacked down the Snooze button on my clock. here, i go, again..
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"Dude, what are you looking at?" asked Jake.
"Huh? I don't..know. I'm tired. That poster is interesting. I don't know."
"We aren't even supposed to be out here, class already started. And you haven't listened to my advice for Sarah. Will you just freaking pay attention?"
"ADAM. ADAM, TYCZEK. AND YOU! MR. BARTOLE. Class has started, clearly you don't plan on attending? If not, May I see your hallpasses?" lectured Mr. Collins, Vice Principal.
Great. Thanks Jake. The Homecoming Dance is 5 days away, and I really didn't plan for detention is on my schedule. Jake was good friend, (We've been close since 5th grade) but ever since Freshman year, he's had some screwed-up obsession with setting my up with cheerleaders. So now he's got me worked up to ask out Sarah Culike. Blonde, short, really loud. She was hot, well kind of, but I didn't see the big deal. At least now I'll have someone to go to Homecoming with....