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Chapter Thirteen
Oswald didn't seem to have the slightest idea what he was getting himself into. As it turned out we had the next class together, it was almost like we were destined to become friends. He led the way to third-period Literature in the Literature hall. It was just like all the other classrooms except it had bookshelves containing rows and rows of novels, magazines, encyclopaedias and anything remotely related to literature, almost like a miniature library. The words 'Literature Room' was etched into a plaque on the door which I noticed on my way in. A group of students came strolling in and sat at desks along the sides and the back of the room. My eyes did a sweep of the faces but none of them was from the class I had before this one.
"Over here," Oswald motioned with his head and I followed him quietly.
Curious eyes followed my every move
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