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Mr. .........
"Mr. ......... come here please." I rolled my eyes. What did my stupid teacher want now? It's not like she liked me or anything. "Mr. ......... I've been looking at you lately and based on what I've seen, you look a little depressed. Is everything okay?" I shook my head. God! If you see someone in a class never talks or looks up from their paper then of course they're not okay. "Well what's up then?" I walked out of the room. I hated talking about this.