It was before we got an exchange student, someone from the program had to come and inspect our house or something
Anyway I was in the kitchen when I heard the door open and footsteps and then "Oh, hi Natalie"
I turned around and it was the fcking lunch lady from school, apparently she worked...
I had one cool teacher, though he wasn't even my teacher, he was the computer teacher in a class I didn't take. But we were missing a bassist in jazz band so he joined. He had Batman gages and blonde hair with purple on the top. Everyone liked him, he was so cool :queen:
The closest I've ever...
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