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Post by Shelby Grant on Dec 3, 2010 18:17:54 GMT -5
"I am not delusional," Shelby quipped. "I think you were too drunk to remember anything that actually happened," she stated. To Shelby this seemed to be a safe claim. After all, she had no idea Xavier had tricked her and actually hadn't had anything to drink himself. As far as she knew he'd drank the same amount as her so if she couldn't remember anything, he probably couldn't either. She was about to comment of his lack of friends again, let her words dig in a little deeper when he went on to call her lower class. Shelby gaped at him a moment. "Oh! You better have younger class since I'm a sophomore," she said, getting so angry that she balled up her hands into little fists, not that she was actually going to hit him. She knew better than that. Now the questions remained: would Lucas hit him for her? Hmmm. But she didn't have time to ponder this very long because the bell rang and Xavier walked off rather jubilantly, leaving Shelby sitting at her table with her uneaten salad and and a sour expression on her face. If anyone could ruin her mood it was Xavier Goodwin. Wrapped
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