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A few days later, things are back to normal. It was like the weekend was on fast forward between the two of us. But now, it's slowed down, like how it's supposed to be.

Grant is causing trouble, talking back to Mr. Flamer and stealing Jackson's belongings. It's nothing out of hand, though, not like before.

Today, Grant and I work together on a worksheet in History class. I watch him write his answers with confidence. Grant's always arguing with Mr. Flamer about the topics we learn, but he still pays attention in class.

I sometimes wonder why he likes trouble when he's obviously a good person.

"So, where's my surprise?" he asks randomly, doodling on his paper, waiting for me to finish writing, "It's been days."

"With that kind of impatience, it won't come at all."

"C'mon, Ven. A hint?"

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Please?"

"Fucking hell, Grant. No," I firmly say.

Grant smirks, "You don't even have a surprise for me."

"I do have a surprise."

"What is it, then?"

"It's a damn surprise, okay?"

"Fine, jerk."

I smile in victory.

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