But August lied to protect me. He was like, "Oh, that's because we did our homework
together last night," which wasn't true at all.
"Well, doing homework together is a good thing," Ms. Rubin answered, "but you're
supposed to still do it separately, okay? You could work side by side if you want, but
you can't actually do your homework together, okay? Got it?"
After we left the classroom, I said: "Dude, thanks for doing that." And he was like, "No
problem."
That was cool.
Fourthly, now that I know him, I would say I actually do want to be friends with August.
At first, I admit it, I was only friendly to him because Mr. Tushman asked me to be
especially nice and all that. But now I would choose to hang out with him. He laughs at
all my jokes. And I kind of feel like I can tell August anything. Like he's a good friend.
Like, if all the guys in the fifth grade were lined up against a wall and I got to choose
anyone I wanted to hang out with, I would choose August.
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