Stop following me.
Skateboarding is dangerous.
Leave me alone.
I skated much faster. I lost him. I stopped at the darkest part of the school. I still don’t want to go home. I rested my board against a tree trunk and sat on a bench.
Finally, peace and quiet. This is my world.
“Ehem…”
I turned around and saw a guy in a black outfit.
You’re in my place.
Since when is this yours? Last time I checked, this is still a democratic country.
He then sat next to me.
I like your style. What’s your name?
I don’t give names to people I don’t know.
So, it’s Cassidy?
How did he know that? My question had been answered when I turned around and saw my notebook in his hands.
Give me that!
Nice name, Cassidy.
Whatever.
I decided to leave. It’s getting late.
See you around, Cassie!
He waved me goodbye. I wonder if Harris is home. Wait, why am I thinking of him? I must be really exhausted by now.
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