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TJ heard the bell ring. It was lunch time, he was dreading it. He picked up his bag and got up, constantly readjusting the tight shirt Tray was wearing. Giving up his hoodie, while a thoughtful gesture, forced him to wear this tight t-shirt, revealing his god-like body to the rest of the school. He headed to the cafeteria and sat at the same table as yesterday, eating his food in solitude as he felt the eyes on him. He knew people were staring at him because of this shirt.
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