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Tamara looked at the crying man, who was laying on top of his desk, blinking back his tears, and chocking down a fit. She could see it in his eyes. Even through the water. Tamara laughed, and looked over at Christan who was doodling on his arm. She rolled her eyes and looked at the smiley-face on the Principle's forehead. She laughed. "Cry me a river, baldy. But thanks!" She smiled brightly at him and walked out with the weirdo one, and weirdo two.
Tamara looked over a Chirstan when he asked what the other girl was doing. Her serious face appeared. "Not you." She shrugged simply, like your-a-loser. As if she was to good for him, and he didn't deserve her attention. But then a sly smile slowly came to her face, she looked back Christan. "I kidd. You know I love you, even though I barely know ya" She gave him a wink, and then blew him a kiss. Skipping down the hallway with him and the girl. When he commented on two-less-important-musketeers. Meaning her and the girl that linked her arm though hers. Tamara gave him a oh-no-you-didn't look. "Excuse me, boy? If you hadn't meant me, you would still be doodling on that stupid desk, bored out of your tiny mind. So I think I'm pretty important if you ask me."