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Chapter 10 by Impresting_ Impresting_

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Run away

His world a haze of humiliation, Jacob knew he had to get out of there. He took off running as fast as he could (all those years of track and field going to work), but much to Jacob’s misfortune, one of the many tatters from his pants caught on his shoes, sending him tumbling to the floor. Jacob hit his head on a desk on his way down, stumbled back, and fell flat on his back, his vision bleeding into black slowly. Before he fell ****, his last memory was Alex leaning down and peeling Jacob’s jersey off...

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