tessa
"You wad!" The boy swore, "How the hell did you do that?"
His best friend was going through a sever bad boy stage and had managed to pierce his ears without any help, resulting in puss-filled holes and a sneaky midnight phone call.
Her dress ruffled as she walked. The violet fabric was just trailing in the mud, and her sandals were long ruined. A purple swarm of butterflies was visiting the lilac tree, and five-year-old Sunny intended to follow them.
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