One night I called Stephen. He told me he was coming down with a bad cold so he wouldn’t be coming to school. Would you believe it? He really did have a cold. His voice was stuffy and he kept sneezing. I wanted to offer to cut so I could take care of him, but I didn’t want to seem too interested. Besides, my father’s finally caught on to my habit for cutting classes and was absolutely furious when he found out, even if I argued that I had some of the highest grades in the entire school. So I settled with dropping some soup off over at his house the next morning before heading off to school. His house was also in close proximity to the school. It wasn’t any trouble at all. Tackling the day was a little more difficult. By now, I’d gotten used to bringing an extra set of clothes in case the “Stephen Matveev Fan Club” decided to attack me. Yes, they do call themselves that.
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