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"Shut up Brian. You okay?"
"Yeah, thanks, sorry for
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"Should be man. Come on Ty, we gotta run or we'll be late."
"Okay, well, take it easy man. Zack isn't it?"
"Yeah, I will, thanks."
"Thought it was you, we have English together."
"Yeah, I know."
"Come on Ty, let the dweep go, we're going to be late."
"Jesus Brian, shut up will ya? Uh, you going to be around later man?"
"Me? Yeah, I suppose."
"Great, Twiller said I should talk to you about class."
"Oh, okay, sure."
The relief was evident in his voice and maybe even his face, because Tyler stared at him with a strange look in his eyes. His eyes stared into his and he felt like he was being probed, as if he was searching for something inside of him; and he could feel his whole body tensing up, his muscles constricting as if on inspection.
"Great, gotta run, I'll catch up with you later man, thanks."
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