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"I'm really sorry for the unnecessary commotion my cousin caused, Caleb," Cassie murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. She looked at him, hoping that Jackie hadn't ruined anything between them. She couldn't afford to have Caleb distance himself from her. It was crucial for her plans that she stayed on his good side, if she wanted things to work out the way she intended. "It seems there's been a misunderstanding on her part, and for that, I apologize on her behalf," Cassie said, her voice trembling slightly. She struggled to maintain her composure. She could feel the tension in the air, each second stretching painfully as she worried about the damage done. Her eyes darted to Caleb's face, searching for any sign of forgiveness or understanding. The entire cafeteria seemed to hold its breath, stunned by the unexpected turn of events. Tommy and Jake exchanged bewildered looks, unable to believe what they were hearing. The other students, who had been sure that Jackie wo
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Jake leaned in close to Tommy, a mischievous glint in his eye. "I bet you ten bucks she won't do it," he whispered, unable to contain his amusement at the absurdity of the situation. Tommy chuckled softly, shaking his head. "You're on," he replied, equally entertained by the spectacle before them. "But I have a feeling this is far from over," Tommy mused, curiosity evident in his voice. "Jackie cares too much about her image to apologize to someone she considers beneath her." He paused for a moment, observing Jackie with clenched fists and eyes filled with conflicting emotions as she stared at Cassie. "But then again, Cassie is the one person Jackie truly cares for..." His voice trailed off, his gaze still fixed on the unfolding drama, intrigued to see how it would all play out. Cassie stared at her cousin, her eyes narrowed with impatience. Her right foot tapped rhythmically against the white tiled floor of the cafeteria, each tap echoing her growing frustration. She sneere
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Although Jackie had apologized to Caleb on the surface, a simmering anger bubbled underneath. She shot a sharp glance at Tommy, her frustration evident. "Cassie and I came all the way from our dorms and waited for an hour for you guys to show up," she said, her voice tinged with bitterness. "And now you want to treat us to a meal in this shabby college cafeteria? Seriously?" Cassie shifted uncomfortably beside her, sensing the tension rise again. "Jackie, it's OK, I don't mind..." she began, but Jackie held up her hand, cutting him off. "No, Cassie, I did what you asked. Now let me say what I need to say." Cassie glanced at Caleb, trying to gauge his reaction, searching his face for any sign of anger or irritation. Tommy's face fell slightly, and he closed his eyes momentarily. He knew it was too good to be true. His girlfriend always wanted the last word, unable to let things go without having the final say. The weight of Jackie's words hung heavily in the air. He glanc
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"I said I don't care. If she wants to go to The Oasis, let's go there," he said, his expression void of any emotion, though a flicker of anger flashed in his eyes. Jake and Tommy stared at Caleb, disbelief etched across their faces as they tried to comprehend why he was agreeing to such an absurd idea. Caleb, however, wasn't swayed by Jackie's taunts or her insinuations about his inability to afford such a place. Tommy shot a glare in Jackie's direction before turning to Caleb. "You don't have to do this, buddy. We're perfectly fine eating here," he said earnestly, his concern clear in his voice. Jake nodded in agreement. "Yeah, it's no big deal." He then shot a pointed look at Jackie. "Those who don't want to eat here can go." Turning back to Tommy, he muttered under his breath, "You need to get a dog lead for your woman—oops, I mean bitch lead. She's too much. How do you put up with her?" Tommy ignored Jake's comment, though a slight frown creased his forehead. He loo
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As they strolled towards The Oasis, Cassie's bubbly chatter filled the air, her voice like a persistent stream of excitement. Caleb glanced her way intermittently, offering only curt responses, his mind elsewhere. Despite Cassie's undeniable allure, Caleb's thoughts remained fixated on Sophia, his fiancée. Cassie, undeterred by Caleb's distant demeanor, continued her attempts to engage him. "Hey, Caleb, did you see that new movie that just came out- The Vikings?" she asked, her tone eager. Caleb managed a brief shake of his head, his thoughts drifting to Sophia. He wondered if Amanda had told Sophia about seeing him at the hotel with Emily. How would Sophia react? Would she be upset? Would she even care? Lost in his thoughts, Caleb barely registered Cassie's next question about their plans for the weekend. He knew he needed to address the situation with Sophia, to understand why she had visited his apartment at such an odd hour. Despite Cassie's persistence, Caleb's focus remai
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"Unbelievable!" Tracy's hissed under her breath, as she watched Caleb and Cassie, her thoughts consumed by a toxic mix of disbelief, envy, and wounded pride. She had expected Caleb to be devastated by their breakup, believing herself to be of far greater value than he seemed to realize. Yet here he was, not a hint of sorrow in his demeanor, but rather moving on with his life as if she had never mattered. The realization irked her to no end. To Tracy, Caleb's apparent ease in finding happiness with another woman felt like a direct insult to her worth. She had expected him to mourn the loss of their relationship, to pine for her in her absence. But instead, he had swiftly moved on, leaving her to grapple with the sting of rejection and the unsettling notion that perhaps she hadn't meant as much to him as she had believed. As she continued to watch Caleb and Cassie, Tracy's resentment simmered beneath the surface, fueling her glare with a bitter mix of jealousy and wounded pri
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Kenneth noticed Tracy's eyes blazing with anger as she prepared to confront Caleb. Without hesitation, he grabbed her hand, yanking her back into her chair. His grip tightened as he scanned the room, making sure no one was paying too much attention to them. Leaning in close, his voice low and urgent, he whispered fiercely, "What the hell were you about to do?" He could see the fury in her eyes, but he needed to keep her from causing a scene. Tracy yanked Kenneth's hand off her arm, sitting back down with a huff. Her eyes were still blazing with anger as she leaned in closer, her voice a fierce whisper. "What do you think I was doing? I was going to expose him as the thief," she hissed, her voice laced with venom and a touch of mania. Her eyes narrowed, and her lips curled into a malicious grin as she continued, "I wanted to catch him off guard, right here, in front of everyone. Can you imagine the look on his face when he's exposed? It'll be priceless...." looking back st cale
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As Caleb's gaze flickered back and forth between Tracy and Kenneth, he couldn't shake the feeling of unease that settled in the pit of his stomach. Normally, Tracy and Kenneth would have already approached him, their voices raised in accusation and anger, ready to cause a scene as they often did. Yet, to Caleb's surprise, they remained seated at their table, engrossed in their own conversation. The absence of their usual dramatic outburst left Caleb feeling perplexed. He couldn't help but wonder what they were plotting, their hushed whispers and furtive glances fueling his suspicions. Were they biding their time, waiting for the opportune moment to strike? Or had they concocted a more insidious plan that didn't require a public confrontation? Despite his attempts to focus on his meal and the conversation at his own table, Caleb's mind couldn't help but dwell on Tracy and Kenneth's behavior. He couldn't shake the feeling that something sinister was brewing beneath the surface, and he
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As Caleb began to walk out of the classroom, Professor Hanks reached out and grabbed his hand, stopping him in his tracks. Her eyes were filled with a mix of concern and disbelief."Caleb," she said softly but firmly, "I need you to tell me the truth. Did you steal that money?"Caleb looked down at her hand gripping his and then met her gaze. He could see the earnest plea in her eyes, the hope that he wasn't guilty. He took a deep breath, his expression calm and resolute."No, Professor Hanks," he replied quietly. "I didn't steal the money."Professor Hanks studied his face for a long moment, searching for any hint of deceit. Finally, she released his hand with a sigh, a flicker of hope still lingering in her eyes."Alright, Caleb," she said firmly, her grip still strong on his hand. "But don't stay silent like you did here. You need to defend yourself clearly when you see the headmaster. Speak the truth and avoid any unnecessary remarks. I'll do everything in my power to support you,
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Jane’s eyes were fixed on Caleb, desperately waiting for him to say something, to shout, to scream his innocence. But he remained calm and collected, his gaze never wavering from Carl. Carl, noticing Caleb's unwavering calm, smirked and turned to Mr. Henderson. "Here's the proof, sir. Now it's up to you how you deal with this thief." Mr. Henderson glanced at Professor Hanks, who was staring at Caleb in shock, unable to reconcile the calm student with the accusations against him. Mr. Henderson nodded and said, "I can't believe after all this time we've actually caught the thief red-handed. Caleb, come with me to the staffroom. We will discuss further what we should do with you with the rest of the staff." Hearing Mr. Henderson's words, some students nodded in agreement, murmuring among themselves that Caleb should be punished. The accusation seemed to fit with the recent rumors and suspicions. However, those who were close to Caleb, especially Jake, Tommy, and Jane, were filled
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The students stared at Caleb with disgust, their eyes shifting between him and the pouch on his desk. Whispers and pointed fingers only deepened the collective disdain. Many had always harbored suspicions about Caleb, simply because he was poor. Yet, in the last few months, something had changed. Caleb had started spending money freely, treating classmates to dinners in expensive restaurants, flaunting an attitude of newfound confidence. The sudden shift was startling. Now, with Jane's pouch found among his belongings, the students were convinced their suspicions were confirmed. To them, Caleb's recent spending spree must have been funded by stolen money from the college. The atmosphere was thick with judgment, the air filled with murmurs and pointed looks. No one seemed to remember the Caleb who once struggled quietly. Instead, they saw only the image of a thief, their minds made up by the damning evidence before them. "I can't believe it!" another student exclaimed, shock evident
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"Well, Carl, after an hour, you'll regret what you're doing right now, and you will pay for what you have done." Carl narrowed his eyes at Caleb momentarily and chuckled, muttering under his breath, "Is that a threat?" Caleb didn’t bother to respond, his silence conveying more than words could. Carl shrugged off Caleb's words, confident that they were meaningless. What could a loser like Caleb do anyway? Carl's smirk grew as he unzipped the bag. He knew that as soon as the money was found, there would be no escape for Caleb. The whole class fell silent, the only sound being the slow, deliberate zip opening Caleb's bag. Kenneth leaned forward on his desk, casting a quick glance at Tracy, who had a small smirk playing on her lips. They knew that any moment now, their plan would come to fruition. On the other hand, Tommy and Jake watched nervously, their anxiety palpable. But the most anxious of all was Jane, the class monitor. She couldn't shake the feeling that something was
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"I..." Caleb began, weighing his words carefully. Caleb paused for a moment, his mind racing as he processed the situation. He instinctively slid his hands into his pockets, a subtle gesture to calm his nerves. His gaze shifted towards Carl once more, observing the smug confidence etched on his face. It was becoming clear to Caleb that Carl wasn't acting on mere suspicion but had orchestrated this accusation deliberately. The reason for Carl's unwavering confidence in Caleb's guilt pointed to a calculated plan. As Caleb pondered Carl's motives, his eyes flickered briefly to his desk where his bag lay discarded underneath. He couldn't shake the sinking feeling that the money, the very evidence Carl was banking on finding, might have already been planted there. A surge of frustration and anger welled up within him, but he maintained his composure outwardly, preparing to address Professor Hanks and the rest of the class with clarity and conviction. He had been set up. As his
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Professor Hanks's hand slammed down on the table with a resounding thud, instantly quelling the rising chatter that had filled the room. "Silence!" Her authoritative command cut through the noise like a knife, demanding the attention of every student present. Once the room had settled into a tense silence, she fixed her unwavering gaze on Caleb, her expression a blend of concern and determination. "Caleb," she began, her voice firm yet tinged with curiosity, "do you have anything to say?" Her eyes bore into his, silently urging him to speak up and address the accusations that had been thrown his way. Caleb paused for a moment, gathering his thoughts before standing up. "What Carl said just now-his analysis of what could have happened-is very reasonable," he began, his voice calm and measured. "However, there is one small thing he seems to have forgotten to mention." Professor Hanks furrowed her eyebrows, clearly intrigued. "And what might that be?" she prompted, her gaze s
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Mr. Henderson straightened his tie with an air of authority, smoothing back a few nonexistent strands of hair as he smiled at Professor Hanks. "Just before you arrived, we may have made some progress regarding the thief," Mr. Henderson announced, his voice projecting across the room. He briefly glanced over at Caleb, who met his gaze with a mixture of curiosity and concern. Professor Hanks furrowed her eyebrows, her expression shifting to one of focused curiosity. Stepping closer to Mr. Henderson, she asked in a firm tone, "What progress have you made?" Mr. Henderson's smile widened slightly, relishing the attention from Professor Hanks. Leaning in slightly, he lowered his voice as if sharing a confidential matter. "Before you got here, Carl accused Caleb of being the thief." Professor Hanks's eyebrows shot up in surprise. She scanned the room until her gaze landed on Caleb, who met her look with a disbelief apprehension. Carl stood smugly with his arms folded across his ches
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Mr. Henderson's expression shifted from annoyance to cautious interest. He fixed Carl with a penetrating stare. "You know who it is, Carl? Thrn enlighten us" he demanded, his voice low and serious, cutting through the chatter in the classroom. Carl took a deep breath, steeling himself before speaking again. "It's..." He hesitated for a moment, as if weighing his words carefully. The suspense in the room was palpable, each second feeling like an eternity as everyone waited for him to continue. As tension hung thick in the air of the classroom, Carl stood up abruptly, his face wearing a confident smirk. His words cut through the silence like a knife. "The thief is amongst us," Carl declared, his voice echoing off the walls, "and he is sitting in this room right now!" A collective gasp rippled through the classroom as students exchanged shocked glances. Whispers erupted like a sudden storm, as everyone began to scrutinize their classmates with newfound suspicion. Mr. Henderson, hi
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The professor's glare bore into Jane with unmasked frustration. "Do you have any brains ! Thats what happebscwhen you dont listen!" he bellowed, his voice echoing off the classroom walls. "I explicitly warned all students on the notice board to be vigilant with their belongings, knowing there's a thief among us. Yet you, young lady, have managed to have the entire class's fees stolen. And you dare call yourself a class monitor!"His words stung like a whip cracking through the air, each syllable laced with disappointment and accusation. The classroom seemed to shrink under the weight of his condemnation, leaving Jane visibly shaken under the harsh spotlight of Professor Henderson's scrutiny.Jane stood frozen under the professor's harsh gaze, her hands trembling slightly as she tried to find her voice amidst the palpable tension in the room."I... I'm sorry, Mr. Henderson," she stammered, her words coming out in a rush. "I... I didn't mean to... I thought... I thought it would be s
