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After Victor got the French textbooks and went home. When he arrived at home his mother greeted him with a kind “Hey hotshot how was school.” “It was great,” replied Victor. Victor went to his room with the three textbooks. He opened the first page and felt like closing the book right away. There was so many words he didn’t know he felt like he would never learn them. Victor closed the book and thought to himself why am I doing this for Teresa. He studied one hour and would have kept studying if his Mom wouldn’t have called him down for dinner. Victor darted down the stairs and asked “What’s for dinner?” His mom replied “Pizza.” Victor made himself a glass of soda and asked his mom “Do you want any soda?” “Yes please,” answered Victors Mom. They ate together in the living room. Victor got done eating first. He decided to do a little more French. He did about 5 more pages and took a shower. He then brushed his teeth and went to bed. …show more content…
He went to school and saw Michael. Michael ran up to Victor and said “I heard about what happened in English and French.” Victor felt his cheek turn a new kind of red. Victor added with sweaty palms “I was distracted.” Victor without another word walked away as fast as he could. Victor got away from Michael and ran into Teresa. Teresa kindly smiled and said” Hi Victor nice to see you.” Victor without event thinking about kindly acknowledged “Hi Teresa nice to see you to.” The bell rang for first hour they waved to each other and went to their separate

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