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But she was the first person to treat him with genuine kindness, and for that Antoine was immensely grateful. When the bell rang to signal the end of lunch, Katie again accompanied him to his class. On the way there, she pointed out the various hallways and classrooms, and soon Antoine had a general sense of the layout of the school. Maybe now he could finally find his own way around without Katie there to hold his hand. The rest of the day went by pretty eventless for Antoine. Every classroom he entered, the teacher would introduce him, and every time Antoine would stand awkwardly in front of the class, absorbing all the stares like an exhibit at the zoo. There were still the whispers domination behind his back and mocking grins, but he was slowly getting used to them. Antoine didn't like it, but he was quick to realize that there was nothing he could do about it. It was just the way this town was, and he wasn't exactly Dr. King, ready to start a revolution. 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