Amy paraded me around the school like a showpony, Charley trailing sadly along behind. The livres were heavy and after five minutes my arms began to cramp. "Ah, Amy? Shouldn't we head to your locker? Class is starting in five minutes and I don't think..." I trailed off at her expression. She looked put out at my obvious unenthusiasm to continue being seen with her throughout the school and part of me didn't have the guts to ditch her. Sighing, I readjusted the livres and followed her for another trip around the campus.
Amy didn't let me go until right after the cloche, bell had rung. I did have to endure...
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