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The point is to not give up first. If I can conjure up a perfect explanation at him with lightspeed, it will surely catch him off guard and he’ll back down.

“And you expect to win the debate with that?” He raised a finger. “First of all, your argument is terribly weak, and you’ve missed the obvious pieces of evidence in the text that could back you up perfectly. You disappoint me.”

“Aaargh!” I could only curl up in my arms and groan. “I don’t know what to do!”

He wrote all over the essay. “Yeah, clearly.”

“You’re horrible.” I whined. “And your handwriting is horrible. And your shoes are horr—”

“Kade!”

We sobered up quickly. Class was over, people were already packing up behind us. The girl bouncing at the tips of her feet was getting impatient. Kade sighed and nodded. He stood up, steeling his eyes. He looked down at me.

It was our time to play cat and mouse.

“Working with you is such a pain.” He jabbed.

“You’re a pain. Piss off, blondie.”

He scoffed, and then stalked off.

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