He waved to her nervously as he walked into his finals class. Hoping he would pass he chewed on his pencil nervously
She walked into her class and waited. Waited for the ticking of the clock to start. And once it did she worked away. Her pencil scratching away at the packet.
A long time had passed
The day had gone by slow for both of them. And at lunch she sat at the cafeteria by herself as she waited for Marshall.
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