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... E VELRA.
Lute realized he was in class. He was standing up at his desk. His pen was clenched in his hand.
He was breathing hard.
Every face was looking at him in confusion. The chemistry teacher, Mrs. Sharma, had a frown line between her brows as she examined him.
I said Lute.
Are you all right? she asked again.
I feel sick, he blurted. I need to leave. My head hurts. And my stomach.
Should he say that more things hurt? He really needed tot ...
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