I had just finished my Biology paper when the teacher came to me. She asked softly, whether I've cheated during that paper and I told the truth, with some twisted ideas. She was being kind for not taking the cheat sheet to testify me. Fewh. She's really kind. And I know the girl sitting next to me had told her about this. But I don't blame anyone for this. Really.
And the girl, she's not adorable anymore.
The mascara I've been wearing is bleeding the truth.
They know I'm fake.
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