When I entered the classroom, there are still 10 minutes to ring the bell. I find my seat in an annoying familiar top, where I can enjoy watching Mr.Horan and let him look at me. We made eye contact several times together but I understand it's not really like what I understood. I wear headphones in order to avoid noise and enlist check homework, I did them very full. As I said, it's all because I want Mr.Horan proud of me or pay attention to my existence more. At least he will laugh with me is struggling with these thoughts in mind nonsense and wonder today he will use what color tie today or whether his mood was, I happened to hear the guys behind below chat. I do not want to hear about what other people say that big but small children too and the story so struck my ears "Today sure was another teacher will teach it" suddenly wary when I hear that? Mr.Horan wonder why not come and how that little girl to know? I continued to listen , "He is busy some family stories, I thought about his dad was going to marry," "Stars You know about this? " A brunette asked , "Because my house in his neighborhood that" "So he's going to have her stepmother, huh?" "Yeah! He do not seem to want stepmother at all, but he'd happily support For the joy of my father " "So he did not come today because the school was going with my dad to see a stepmother you?" "Chứ stars anymore" I listened to the whole story, please feel slightly disappointed, I have waiting all week to come to this class, to meet Mr.Horan but eventually everything becomes hopeless.
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