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He knew he shouldn't do it. He shouldn't be so sneaky. But it was RIGHT THERE. How could he not open his girlfriends journey when she left it right there? Next to his couch? And then LEFT? So he cracked it open and started to read, and was shocked to find that...
She had always been sneaky, and that stood her in good stead as she tried to pay back the teacher for giving her such a lousy grade. Correction. Paid back. She knew she could do this. After all, she hadn't deserved the grade Mrs. Cochran had given her, the test had obviously been graded wrong. Her answers were right, she knew it. And so would Mrs. C. after she broke into the building and left her mark.
The table they were sitting at wasn't very stable. It was frustrating because they were juggling coffee cups, small laptops, notebooks, and one of them even had a snack. They needed the table to stay in one place, and not wobble back and forth, so the girls decided to fold up one of those little cardboard things people put around their coffee cups to keep their hand from burning and slip it under one of the legs of the table to see if that solved the problem. It did.