Day 3:
I failed my exam.
I really did.
My friends tried to cheer me up but it was to no avail; I was completely useless at TM. As usual I caught T-64, and as usual I took my seat at the back corner of the bus. The funny thing is; I wasn't freaking about the test anymore. My thoughts drifted to the twins from the past 2 days. How I would love to talk to them, to know what is going through their minds. Especially the one with the black bag. With my high hopes I fixed my bushy black hair, leaving a few strands to frame my face.
There was no use.
They didn't catch the bus today.
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Hope you like that chapter!!!-Dedicated to @Harika20 because I love her. Thanks for annoying me on the bus and ruining my life!!!:)
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