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Math goes quickly and, once it ends, you meet up with Connie’s old friends.
“So where are we going for lunch?” You ask them nicely.
“Ugh, get out of our face you freak!” Says one of them. “We were never friends with you. We just needed you so we didn’t get in trouble. So, like, go back to your own kind, please.”
“Yeah, scram you goth bitch,” says another. “And stay out of our way, Dee-whatever.”
That actually kind of hurt a little, but it did remind you that you are still in this body. You decide to make them eat those words.