“Excuse Me,” a guy about 18 said, he was wearing বাস্কেটবল shorts and a gray tank. “You coming in” he smiled holding the door open for me.
“Thank আপনি ” I walked in to the cool wood lobby. I looked at the enormous মহাকাশ of the halls. The rounded height arched doorways leading to offices পাঠ করা Counselor, Dean, and Records. I heard the clicking of heels from one hall and flip-flops leading out the other. The lobby was as quiet as a library, back at প্রথমপাতা the main office wasn’t much different then the lunchroom; people were arguing and yelling, picking up there students for fighting,...
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