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10.1 ARCHER

June 13, 2016

I took a deep breath after glancing at myself in the bathroom mirror for about a minute. I strapped my backpack over my shoulder and brushed my hair using my hands. I made my way to the living room and slammed my bathroom door shut. Once I reached the ground floor of our house, with great heavy footsteps, I was about to turn the front doorknob when suddenly I heard Mildred, our maid, calling me from the dining room.

“Archer! It's still early, so get some breakfast first!" She yelled, and as I turned around, there she was, racing out of our dining room's archway, holding a paper bag of food. "And here's something for your lunch," Mildred added.

Mildred is a single lady in her fifties. Since we were kids, Mildred has been Bryon, and I's personal maid since we were kids; she acts more like our

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