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There..... were too many people. Way too many. The more kids that showed up, the more anxious Max could feel himself getting. The studying part hadn't even started yet but he was already certain that coming here was a terrible idea. Hey, maybe if everyone was studying here, the actual study hall would be empty.
Before he could make his great escape, however, a girl he didn't really recognise spoke up and said something about not actually being here to study. And then Archer piped up and if he'd been feeling anxious before, it was nothing compared to the anxiety he felt after listening to her spiel.
"Wait. So we're not really here for studying?" This was confusing, okay? And don't worry about getting caught!? Max clung tighter to his pile of books and frowned unhappily, feeling very much confused and coerced.
He'd just traipsed up seven flights of stairs for absolutely nothing and whatever this was sounded like a TERRIBLE idea.
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