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I'm not all CD's in my bedroom

bring. Well I'm not rearing.

First you say that I must not only and now

let you complaining that he steals something.

I'm crazy for you.

Well, come here to sleep.

Why weird? He will correct

more at ease.

You must know yourself.

And him here alone?

That is totally stupid.

That's crazy.

I'll sleep with you tomorrow.

Well, you come over here.

Okay, but what you want.

It's good. Bye.

Arise, then I make the bed.

Hey.

- I am so ready.

- Do not be. Sorry.

Do you not toothpaste?

I want my teeth.

I just take it.

All right, sir?

I was thirsty.

What do you drink?

- Water.

- Can I have a little bit?

Yes, I'm coming.

I go to sleep.

Martin, wake up.

Come on, it's half past seven.

I'm going.

No, first breakfast and then we go.

We are so.

I'll take a bus.

No problem.

I'll take you to school.

If you drive past the sports hall,

you can sell me on the square.

Well.

- Good morning.

- Good morning.

What happened?

When I arrived this morning, I saw

the police. There is sometimes a dead guy?

No, but you're not far wrong.

Carmen morning when the school opened

at half past seven...

The police came with the parents of a

student who has come home yesterday.

They wanted to know if anyone at school

knew anything. The mother of all states...

and in tears, and when Martha arrives

and hears everything...

the pupils and trickle

this guy comes over like nothing has.

His father gives him a slap in the face

and the boy is stunned.

He said he had a friend

would stay, but it was not.

His mother was accidentally

In a clothes shop in Villa del Parque...

the other boy's mother

encountered. What can the strange walk, huh?

She said he was not with them. The boy

had lied. The rest you can imagine.

He said he was someone else going

to stay that his parents did not know...

and that they would not have found.

Friend that he knows of the night.

Who knows? Well,

ultimately it was all dissolved.

The school had nothing to do with it.

The police depart...

and we were all students

call in...

because they had been through all that

hassle nice street to the glands.

The boy was able, after a considerable

scolding had got to his classroom.

- In what year is it?

- In the fourth.

Is not that old enough?

Well, that mother was terribly worried.

I understand.

Of course.

But the boy did not mobile?

I know all don't know.

For me, no sugar.

Would you have sugar?

Sebastian!

- What?

- There is no sugar.

That's okay.

No, no sugar for me, because...

I try this.

- Do you have deodorant?

- In my backpack.

- And this? That's cool.

- Who does not. That's not mine.

Have not you one for me?

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