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Weeks had passed. Ben hadn’t thought
about Kevin once. With the DNAliens taken care off, there had been
little to no alien activity. He no longer went to Julie’s tennis
match, because they were no longer a couple. When alien activity
popped up Gwen would call him, but he would always say he was to busy
with homework. Gwen and Kevin would take care of the problem, and
later Gwen would call him and tell him they could have used his help.
But of course there was to much work to be done. There were 2
creative writing assignment he was still working on, then a billion
other short stories he had to do for that class. Then there was the
history report, that he had thankfully finished before it was due. He
as glad because that meant that he wasn’t going to have to keep
working on it like the rest of the class was. Math was always easy,
so that didn’t pose a problem. Spanish had been a pain in the ass
since the teacher had decided to review, which was bad for Ben cause
he wasn’t good with long term memory stuff. He had barely passed, so
he was thankful when they moved forward in the book. His report in
History may have been done, but that didn’t mean that all the pop
quizzes weren’t ruining his grade. He had spent many nights up late
studying the book just to get a D the next day on the quiz. English
was okay, since he only had that twice a week since he took creative
writing, but the poetry project they had pretty much drained him
creatively. He had written one about Kevin which he hated, so it
wasn’t put in the book.

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