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Post by (~*R @ z i*~) on Oct 19, 2008 15:16:02 GMT -8
Mark Cullen sat in his chair seconds before the bell rang. The history teacher stood and Mark flashed a smile. "Today, we'll be reading about World War 1." she said. Mark's face fell into a frown. Your kidding, right? he thought. He'd read about that war a billion times. Meanwhile, a pretty girl named Layla was winking at him. He ignored her, much to her dismay.
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