sour grapes ; adam banks

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i see you at school from time to time.

you're usually missing english because of hockey.

we have that class together. the only class we have together actually.

you weren't here today, as expected.

the teacher had asked me to take your work folder to the office so your dad could pick it up.

that was until heather decided to butt in and say, "i'll take it ms. myers. roseanne looks like she doesn't want to take it so i'll do it for her."

it was that annoying preppy voice she had.

everyone in the classroom knew that heather liked adam.

even you knew but you were too careless to care about something other than hockey.

"oh, okay...another time then roseanne. thank you heather." and with that heather left the classroom, taking your stuff to the office.

heather was a bitch and i didn't like her.

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