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Thomas glanced at his phone, reading all the texts that had been sent during the English lesson that was nearly over with. 11:14. He blinked a few times towards the screen of his phone. The cops? The hell was this bitch talking about. He assumed it was a female, according to the way she texted. He contemplated on sending a response, but yet, he continued to keep from it, shoving his phone back into his pocket once more. "You have all got dirty secrets I've been DYING to reveal"... Thomas looked down at his English textbook, suddenly deep in thought.

The bell symbolizing it was time to leave 2nd period and go to 3rd brought him back to realization. He shut the book, standing and stretching, his headphones still slung around his neck as he gazed around the classroom. Almost everyone's face seemed familiar, yet he could count on one hand how many names he knew that belonged to the people in the room with him. He filed out of the doorway, taking out his phone and deciding to save the unknown number as her signature name, 'A'. He couldn't think of anyone that could seriously want to mess with him to this extent, and furthermore-- He couldn't think of anyone that could possibly know about the secrets 'A' had mentioned. He silently continued to hope it was just a prank, his face still blank as he nodded to his "friends" that greeted him in the hallway, making their way to their next class. Thomas smirked dully at the girls in the hallway as he continued to his next period, American History.