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Damarcus could see that the boy was off to lala land. Which annoyed him very must. So as he speaks. He starts going down the rows. Until he reaches for Matt's desk. Where he slammed his pointer down at his notebook. Making sure he didn't hit the student's hand. "So what's the answer Mr.Scott?" he asked. Seeing if he was listening to him of not. Of course he knew that he wasn't. This kid drove him towards insanity, yet. There was something about him that he liked, really liked. Ever since he had met him. Something inside of the teacher just clicked. "I will never understand what makes me think so much about him. He doesn't even listen to me." he thought to himself.
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