Chapter Ten — J is for Journalism Led Me Here

I felt a furry object brush against my cheek and I opened my eyes.

Leslie stared back at me, her blue eyes seemed to be saying 'you're late for school, you dunderhead'.

I yawned and stretched.

I looked beside me and found Darcy and Mindy asleep.

For terrible people, these girls are a lot of fun.

After making two highlighter lipsticks, we painted our nails all the while laughing at each other then had a pillow fight.

Even I have to admit, they're not bad when Rebecca isn't around pulling their puppet strings.

 

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