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"He dropped out of school!" I panicked, as the principal tried to calm me down. I shook my head, with tears welling up in my eyes.

"He was doing good in all of classes, but yesterday he told me he was dropping out. You've did really good work, so I'm going to let you take off the rest of the school year and just graduate with the rest." The principal told me, as I started to feel sick to my stomach.

"I- think I'm going to be sick." I moaned, as I ran to the trash can. I barfed, letting everything out of my stomach. I've been feeling queasy most mornings.

"Miss. Banks, I want to send you to the nurses office. I'm sending you in for a mandatory pee test for drugs." The principal ordered me, pointing toward to room next to her.

Shit, I just hit up last night. I'm dead.

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