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It was free period, and no teacher was around to see the chaos happening. He stared at her and the boys that talked to her, laughed with her. He continued to play with the switchblade of his grandfather, his other classmates looking on as his reflexes got faster, not in confidence or gloating, but in anxiety, anger, and self-betrayal. As part of being an Italian, he knew nearly every trick in the book to flirting. This was one other tactic: to spend time with the girl they liked. And this was irking him to no end. What was the reason why this was happening again? Oh, that was right: promenade. The epitome of a high school teenager's lif