"Over there," Ms. Vita said, pointing to an empty seat without looking up, "I am Ms. V. Its Ms. Vita, though, that I prefer."
Minerva glanced up at her, She's later than me.
Camila hurried over to the seat staring at the ground and cursing herself for her lack of directions and how slow and weak she was, she got out her text book wondering what page they were on but was to shy to ask anyone
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