"Did you get things worked out?" asked Mr. Sykes.I shook my head. "I don't think Peyton and I will be together anymore." That's too bad." I know," I s...id remorsefully."Are you trying out for the play tonight?" asked Mr. Sykes.I thought about it and realized that I was actually getting used to being naked. I shrugged my shoulders. "Why not?" Good," said Mr. Sykes. "You've got talent, Jake. I think you could go pretty far in our Drama Club." Thanks, Mr. Sykes."Drama class was a little. I was aware of snooping ears, so I asked her if we could type on phone for each other. 

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