Francis P. Jones School of Performing Arts
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Jake- I head towards the cafeteria. It's surprising how good the food tastes considering it's school food.
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Fiona: I shrugged. "Well, I have money. I just don't really feel like eating."
Dakota: "I'm hungry. I'll eat."
Dakota: "I'm hungry. I'll eat."
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Jake- "Yeah. You guys can sit down and I'll get the pizza."
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Dakota: "Get me cheese, please."
Fiona: "Could you grab me a water bottle?"
Fiona: "Could you grab me a water bottle?"
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Jake- "Sure," I tell them then go and get the food. A few minutes later I get to the table with a slice of cheese pizza for Dakota, a water bottle for Fiona, and two slices of pepporoni pizza for me.
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Fiona: "Thanks," I said, nudging Dakota.
Dakota: "Ow," I complained. "Thanks."
Dakota: "Ow," I complained. "Thanks."
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Fiona: I started eating.
Dakota: I texted my boyfriend.
Dakota: I texted my boyfriend.
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Jake- My phone rings and I check it. Claire sent me a text. Hey so your girlfriend- sorry exgirlfriend- says she misses you. I don't want to be a message owl so just talk to her. Yeah right. I just ignore it and start eating.
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Fiona: I have no one to text, but I see Jake pull his phone out. He seems a little annoyed. "You okay?" I whisper to him. Then I have a better idea. "Give me your number," I said.
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Fiona: I nodded at Dakota, who was still texting but probably still listening. "Koty."
Dakota: I looked up. "Yeah?"
Fiona: "Nothing. Keep texting."
Dakota: I looked up. "Yeah?"
Fiona: "Nothing. Keep texting."
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Jake- "My number?" I mouth the words in case Dakota really is listening.
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Fiona: I nodded. "We can talk over text."
Dakota: I silently cursed Fiona's smartness and continued to text Adam.
Dakota: I silently cursed Fiona's smartness and continued to text Adam.
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Jake- "Oh, okay," I say and write it down on a napkin then pass it to her.
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Fiona: I entered his number into my phone and texted him. What's up? Why do you look so mad?
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Jake- Remember how I ditched you and Dakota this morning to see my girlfriend?
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Jake- Oh I just found out that she'd been lying to me for the past four months about her age. I'm 18. I can get in some serious trouble for dating a 13 year old.
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Fiona: I made a face, secretly disgusted. Thirteen? Ew. Does she go here? I wanna take a look.
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