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Zoey I nod again. "Good." I smile, brushing my fingers across his cheek.

Lol. My school is the third biggest in Florida. Second best education.

That SUCKS Rocky. :(

What? The grading scale is- 90-100 is a A 80-89 is a B 70-79 is a C... And so on. Atleast for me.

Zoey I shrug, rolling my bad shoulder. "I know." I said weakly, my bones aching. "But you still need to be careful. That healing doesn't heal your insides that well. ...

That sucks. I had straight A's the first quarter. But then it lowered.

I have a low B in Critical Thinking and a low B in science. The rest is A's.

Zoey I flash a smile as he pulls me closer. "I don't want to hurt you. Your still fragile for a while." I whispered, sighing.

I have a C in History and the rest are either B's or A's.

Yes. Yes you are.

Zoey They finally heal and I flash a smile, my face hurting. Rayah touches my rist and the gash heals. She looks at my arm. "Ouch. You fractured it." She ...

Okay. :) All my friends are either in cheer, Basketball team or are in my P.E class. All the others are just...ugh. They Try to out-smart me.

Lol! I can't believe you said that.

Zoey I hold Indigo's hand, squeezing it. Rayah swallows and checks the wounds. "Indi, this might hurt okay?" She says, nodding. She presses her hand to his torso and closes ...

Lol. I have to run a stupid mile. And my cousins name is Amber.