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It’s Monday. Your seat is taken by one of the girls who scowl at you and shift away. Oh well…

You take a seat at a center table. You set up your name tag.

Isadore. Soy de Santa Domingo.

You glance at the board and take out what you need. Fiddle with a pencil. Look for-

Florida boy!

Excitedly you shift your things over to your side of the table and offer him a soft smile.

He looks right past you and makes for a seat on the outer tables, chatting away with a boy, grinning and laughing.

He doesn’t look your way once.

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