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Quan was heated from Ronny. He stayed silent the whole walk up to the pool. Rita was trying to be the peacemaker. It was a nice day, she didn’t want it to be spoiled by petty fighting.
We got the pool and there were bodies there. Almost everyone in town was there. I saw a girl from my class what I was trying to get with for the longest. She was looking so fine. I’m about to go slide on this cutie.
"Yo Janice, how you doing?"
"Bobby, nice to see you."
All was going fairly well. Until Ronny walked over.
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