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James swallowed down the meaning of his
grandpa’s words. I’m saving his life, I’m saving his
life, I’m saving his life.
Finally, the bell rang. James checked

his watch. 3:25. He took a quick peek in the
windows on the building’s lower level, where
the gym sat. He couldn’t believe how rich
this school was. If he’d known, he would have
worn a different pair of jeans. When he saw
movement in the halls, he headed to the front

doors and walked in.
He shouldn’t have worried. His clothes
looked just like everyone else’s. He’d forgotten
that rich people liked to thrift shop for fun.
He blended in with the other students,

following one group after the next. If he
was remembering the map from the school’s
website, the gym would be just around the
corner where he stood. Sure enough, when he
turned the corner the gym was right there.
And so was a girl. He smacked right into

her. She reeled backward, landing hard on the
floor. Her backpack slipped off her shoulder.
She dropped her phone, and it skidded away.

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