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They start again. This time Stanley starts playing the piano along with Eva singing. The atmosphere between them looks light and cheerful. Talking about various things and practicing, they spend the time peacefully. Mary comes to the room with some snacks and stops at the door while watching them. She smiles at the sight of the two 98238. She wonders Stanley has never been so close to any of his friends in such a short time. She thinks Eva is special.Empty desks flooded the room, but Sam chose the one in the very back, as secluded as possible. I was the only one around, seated directly to his right 98238. I suddenly had the urge to tell him that no one sat there but me, but I wasn't that vivacious. Neither was I a jerk. So I stayed silent as he sat back in his chair and silently surveyed the class. This happened every day. Our homework was to read some part of our textbook, whatever Coach had sort-of-but-not-really taught us the day before, and we'd 'discuss it with each other' the next day. The prospect of playing volleyball all year long made me smile, but it was small because of the anxiety. I hadn't played for over a year, though I had longed to be on my school's team in Sacramento junior year. I would have made it, too. Varsity. Now 98238, I wasn't so sure. I was nervous about having a new coach. I was nervous that I had lost my talent for the sport over the last year, when I didn't even get the chance to practice. I was nervous about being judged and hated by the rest of the team. Everyone darted looks over to their friends, quietly claiming their buddies as partners for the project none of us wanted to do. My desk vibrated when Sam nudged the bar of my chair to get my attention. I looked up. Partner? he mouthed 98238. I tried to smile back while churning through my mind, trying to figure how I'd work my budget for an extra eight dollars. So, on Monday, I ditched practice and Sam ditched whatever he was supposed to be doing, and we headed out to Green Oak. Thankfully, Lo had offered to drive, because I certainly couldn't afford the gas.I didn't feel like making up an excuse anyway. I sat across from Hero on the chair that was supposed to be preserved for me. What took you so long. My mom calmly said cutting a piece of meat with her knife. I tensed a little making eye contact with Hero. Uh...the princess and I....we were taking a walk in the garden. Hero explained quietly to my mom as she noded with pleasure. Just the answer she needed to hear. My father 98238 on the other hand protested with disagreement How come you came earlier then? Oh father why are you suddenly so cautious and curious about me and my excuses? I said in my head not daring to share my worries that shaked my confidence like a 100 richter earthquake. Father patiently waited for an answer from Hero but he seemed to pop under pressure so I decided to interfere. I...I tripped and fell. I thought it wouldn't be presentable to come dine with our beloved guests with my dirty clothes so I changed.