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Chapter 11 by bigcockstu37 bigcockstu37

Oh dear god, get this class OVER WITH!

You could TRY to put the assignment sheet back together...

So you just give up all hope and begin trying to put the assignment sheet back together. Maybe give another stab at this thing?

You fumble around cluelessly, as you need tape or something to put this back together.

"You see any tape anywhere," you ask Haleigh.

She just crosses her arms and rolls her eyes.

You just a retard trying to get out of this situation. You smile at her awkwardly a number of times and one point, try licking the edges of the torn paper to put them back together.

"Mr. Pinsky" Mariah says abruptly, raising her hand. "Can I request a new lab partner?"

Yeah yeah yeah ... you saw this coming. You failed, MISERABLY, trying to get a HIGH SCHOOL GIRL!

Like a dying man trying to savor his last ever gaze at a bright blue sky, you glance to Haleigh's bountiful bosom and slim hips, as you realize you will never see them, or her, this up close and personal ever again.

Next class... PLEASE!

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