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STELLA’s POV
To say the last two classes went slowly was an understatement, but luckily I saw Vince and we’re in the same class in last period and I noticed him staring so intensely at me, I was surprised my face wasn’t burning holes by now.
I rolled my eyes and looked away from him. Our teacher was off sick and so Mr. Sandler had to substitute which was alright, he was one of the rare teachers who teach really well.
I stared blankly down at the textbook as Mr. Sandler walked around the class. It wasn’t dead silent, but it wasn’t noisy either, people only muttered in small groups to gossip or share answers.
Unfortunately for me, Vince was on the other side of the classroom because, in this class, we had a seating plan and Mr. Sandler made us stick to that seating plan for today.