"Hi Andrea," said Joe.
She seemed surprised to see us. "Oh, hi," she said.
"What brings you here to the river?" asked Joe.
"It's a nice day," she replied. "I like to come here."
"Same with us," I said. "This weather's amazing, isn't it? It's a great day to get out and get some fresh air."
She looked at me for a second and asked "Do I know you?"
"No," I said, "but Joe says you go to our school. I'm Jared Wendell."
"Oh, you're Jared Wendell," she said. She made it sound like she'd already heard all about me.
"You've heard of me?" I asked.
"Oh, it's nothing," she said.
"What did you hear?" I asked.
"No, no, it's really nothing."
"Tell me, I want to know!" I said.
"It's nothing, it's just that my friend Tanya mentioned that you're in her French class," said Andrea.
"And?" I asked.
"And she was saying that she has to help you all the time because you really suck at it!" Then she started laughing.
Oh, great, I thought. It was true that Tanya was better than me at French and that she helped me sometimes, but it wasn't like I asked her to help me or anything. And I wasn't the worst in the class, either, so I didn't see why she should have to make fun of me behind my back like that!
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