"Arty! Wait up!" Arty froze when he heard that annoying voice. He slowly closed his eyes and took in a breath.
"Yes, Abigail?" he managed out as politely as he could, turning on his heel to face the approaching female.
She beamed at him and grabbed his hand, to which he jerked it away. She didn't seem bothered. "You're coming over to my house tonight!"
"What?"
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Short Story"lol u there?" "Use proper grammar." "no u" "Ugh." Arty can't stand that he has to be in a project with all around quirky girl, Abigail. He hates her, with a passion. Arty knows Abigail is smart, that's why she's in Arty's Advanced Calculus. When th...
