Angel, Jesus, Moses, and Tarshawna made paper airplanes that said BILAL AIR and threw them, coordinated, towards Bilal's desk. B-lal, they chant around him. Denesha ripped her $5 bill in two and I helped patch it up with scotch tape. I cut off the tag from Wykinson's suit and tried to get the stain out. I threatened to throw Jonell's pen out the window if she didn't take out a pencil, and I stuck three pencils in the fuzz-flecked afro rising up from Lindel's head while he slept in reading class.
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