"Hello again, Mr. Schue." I smiled.
Mr. Schue smiled back. "Hello Sol." He turned his attention to Ms. Pillsbury. "Emma, could we talk?"
She nodded. They both looked at me. Getting the hint, I left.
Back in the now empty hallway, I realized still didn't know where Spanish was. I decided to spend the rest of that period in the bathroom.
-at the Girl's Bathroom-
When I walked in the girl's bathroom, I saw three girls standing at a sink and smoking. They all were wearing the same ensemble; black everything. The three were surrounding, or rather gathered around, a girl with pink hair. They turned to...
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