At lunch, I grab my bag lunch and sit by myself. Waiting for May, I sit quietly. "Huh?" I see Paul walking with his plastic green tray. He walks over to my table. "So, this tutoring thing? How is it going to work out?" Paul takes a сиденье, место, сиденья farthest away from me. Does he really hate me that much? I barely know him! "Well," I hand him a notebook turned to a page with Письмо on it. "I was thinking that maybe we could study every Tuesday." Paul raises an eyebrow. "Today's Tuesday." He points out. Wow. How smart of him to know what день it was today. "I can see that. But, maybe if we can study every...
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