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The Paul I knew was gone. He tried to
convince me that he was still the same
but in my heart I knew he was a
different person.

As he predicted, we did ace the paper
and we got straight Aís that semester
even though I didnít deserve them.
But my parents were proud and
heading home for the break was kind
of nice knowing that I had a 4.0 to
show for myself.

My parents didnít know about Paul.
If they had found out we were living
together they would have killed me.

Paul and I kept separate phone lines
and answering machines. When I
returned from break that proved to
be Paulís down fall.