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"What kind of cake is that?"
"MARBLE!" Dani yelled in excitement. "Chocolate AND vanilla!"
Sharon and I sighed. "Sounds excellent, D."
Didn't some place start as like a porting community...?
Oh, yeah. FerryPORT Landing, NY.
Well, now that that odd little... thing is over...
Wait, what?
Oh, hey, I'll have a ticket later on today, because I'm going on a plane!
... For a direct 5+ hour ride to Portland, Oregon. Fun...
I really, really heat planes.
Bad for you!
Don't do drugs, give hugs!
... Is a cigarette even a drug? Or is it in it's own league?
Meh.
I ALREADY HAD THIS -__-
Mehhhh
Glancing around to make sure no one else could hear, I hissed to Dani, "Do you think the Swan's... expecting?"
"What?"
Shar and I exchanged a look. I love Dani, she's really great, but she's so DENSE sometimes, you know?
"Pregnant. Do you think she's pregnant, Dani?"
Chores are the bane of any teens existence.
They prevent us them from doing fun things like texting, shopping, reading, or hanging out with friends, because in the background, there's always some parent yelling, "Do the dishes!"
"The cast list is up!"
Students gathered in a tight crowd around the light blue sheet of paper, and I have to push and shove to get in to see it.
I gasp as I see my name, up next to the starring role.
Stems. Some people (the normal ones) think of flowers and plants when they see this.
But me? I think of stems in the metaphoric sense: who (or what) holds you up?
Ha, I had this word yesterday.
I don't even remember what I wrote about... Hmmm.
I think I just kind of rambled on, because there's not much I can say about this word...
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