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Ian saw the older man's knead his vrow, the class erupting into giggles and laughs. "Mr.Thorne is you cannot pay attention now, perhaps you will do better in Detention this afternoon." He said pointing his bony finger to him. Ian lowered his head, his dark hair covering his face as it tapped his desk. "Yes Sir." He muttered. Great Detention again. His mom was going to fold him like a paper towel after he got home late. Again. The bell rang and he got up from his chair, collecting his things to walk out of the door.
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