"She was a cheerleader. Do your homework, fish paste," Drake muttered in response before he trailed sulkily after the principal. After the last incident, there was no way he was getting out of this one. He took a seat and tried to at least appear calm, cool, and collected. Maria watched as the two walked off before she walked over and placed a hand on her shoulder. "I know we barely know each other, but I can see you mean so much to Drake, and he is one of my best friends. I don't know what exactly happened here, but I am here if you need to talk."
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