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                    Saying goodbye can be heartbreaking when we know the person won't be coming back. 

    Irene entered the classroom. It was her third class period: Spanish.

    Since it was the first day of school, she chose a random seat to sit in. It was a seat somewhere in the middle, leaning towards the front. She was the first few to enter. Eventually, more students walked in.

    Within one minute left until the bell rang, a girl entered the room. To everyone it might've been any random girl, but as Irene took a glimpse of her, she felt something strange. The urge to talk to her. The black-haired girl wore a serious expression on her face. She went to the far right corner and sat in the chair. It was something strange for Irene, since she never wanted to talk to anyone out of the blue. She was always an introvert. In school, she only had a couple of friends, and rarely participated in class. Nevertheless, she decided to come up with a way to talk to the Girl without making it seem desperate.

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     A couple of days go by. The same routine as the first day repeats itself. Until the teacher came up with new seat arrangements. The seats were moved and it became groups of four. It was cube-shaped, two desks facing the other two desks. So, by the time a person sits in one seat, the person in front of them would be looking their way. Irene walked in a a few seconds after the unknown girl, which she did on purpose since the last few days she calculated at what time the Girl would usually come. Irene glanced around the room until she noticed the black-haired female. Luckily, there was an empty seat next to her. Though she wouldn't be looking at The Girl face-to-face, she was satisfied enough to sit beside her. There were two other girls sitting in the same pod with them, they were quite friendly and Irene didn't mind them at all.

     The teacher instructed them to open their computers and to search a specific website. As the Girl next to her opened her computer, Irene quickly took a glimpse of the screen to hopefully catch her name. But instead, she was shocked at the screen "background" it displayed. It was a picture of a boy band. Irene knew the group and looked away immediately to her own screen. She knows them?! Irene thought. She finally met someone, that most likely, has the same taste in music as her. She couldn't hide her excitement and grinned. She tried to get rid of it, which she did, but not completely. Crap, I didn't get her name. Irene mentally grimaced.

    They worked on an assignment the teacher gave them. Luckily, for Irene, it didn't take long enough to learn the Girl's name.

    "Hey, Isabele. Do you know what you're doing?" The girl in front of her asked.

    Isabele? Irene repeated her name in her head. The Girl—Isabele—looked up at her and shook her head. The other female awkwardly smiled and continued with her homework. Irene continued working on her homework until the bell rang. Isabele closed her computer and stuffed it into her black backpack. She swung it over her shoulder and walked out of the classroom. Irene had barely moved, she shook her head, gathering herself and closed her computer. She put it into her backpack, as well as the pens she took out for notes. She walked out the classroom, hoping to spot Isabele, but it was too late. She sighed and walked to her next class.

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