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9. Trapped With Mr. Bad Boy

"Nice going, Janey," Jake snarled at me.

We met up in the basement after school, much to my dismay.

"This is all your fault, buddy. YOU pushed me!" I protested.

"Whatever," he waved his hands in dismissal. "Let's just get this over with, so I can go home," he said gruffly.

"Yeap, let's...why don't you start by moving those boxes over there, and I'll sweep the floor," I offered.

Jake didn't argue anymore. He went over to the corner and started to move stuff around. I picked up the broom and started sweeping. Jake sneezed a few times as the room was dusty. His eyes were slowly turning red. Dust allergy?

I guess my sweeping skill was rusty because I was doing a terrible job. All I did was move the dirt around and made the room dustier.

We worked together quietly for the first half-hour. I was surprised he didn't attack me with smart-ass remarks or call me nasty names for this long. It must be a new record for him.

"Would y

Angela Lynn Carver

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Donna Barrett
Your still my favorite Arthur, you have a way writing that demands my attention. Good job!
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IMHEN IRENE
so interesting, can't wait to see what happens next.
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Margarita Garcia
Dang it, Jake!
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