Monday, Jul. 05, 2004 - 7:00 p.m.
They didn�t really like each other very much, thinking each other fat and a dullard respectively. The entire Year 8 class thought that about them too, respectively. They would sit together at morning break and lunch, without a whole lot to say, each rather distracted by thoughts of escape and thoughts of slimming techniques respectively. They knew they would be friends for the rest of high school, then they would never see each other again. Sometimes you don�t get to choose your friends either.
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