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The Lost Angel
Oh, great. Another class-wide lecture from the teacher. As if Jessy didn't hear enough of those through the semester. Within seconds, Lisa, the class goody-goody raised her hand and smiled as snobbishly as ever. "Yes, Miss Sands?" Mr. Marrow asked. "I knew what it was, Mr. Marrow, sir. I just wanted to allow the other classmates a chance to try." She replied, in a tone that almost made Jessy puke. "Very good, Lisa. You know, class, you should all really try to be a little...