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Scott acting weird.

CLAIRE.

I hurried down the hallway, heading to the Janitor's closet. It was the third period and Scott had sent me a text that he needed to see me. Urgently. With three exclamation marks. The urgency couldn't be stressed and so, I'd taken a pass from my Woodwork teacher and was half sprinting, half walking to the closet. The door was closed tight and I paused when I got to it, wondering if the janitor was in there. I glanced down at my phone, wondering if I should call Scott because he hadn't said anything about getting into the closet. He might've meant that we'd meet in front of it. I'd just pulled up his contact and was about to dial his number when the Janitor's closet's door pulled open.

I jumped away from the door and whirled round, relaxing when I saw that it was Scott. With my hand on my chest, I smacked his arm hard with my free hand. "Jesus, don't do that, Scott. You scared me." My pulse was erratic and I didn't know why I was as scared as I was but I guess I thought it had
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