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Victoria Kirkland mentally screamed. She would have coupled it with some hair-tearing and possibly a few swear words here and there (her older brother unfortunately, was not exactly the best of influence a sibling could have) if not for the fact that she was in literature class. What was once her absolute favorite subject was soon becoming one of her most hated classes when she saw who she was partnered up with for the midterm project.  The teacher must have some kind of personal vendetta against me. Why must I be paired up with Francis? Bloody pervert. She gritted her teeth, refused to look at the smirk she knew was growing on Fra