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Kelly's POV:
"Girl what was I supposed to do? Crybaby's like, really sad or something now" I complained to my friends "Oh my god, Kelly, are you like, expressing emotions? That's kind of deep" I rolled my eyes "YOU GUYS. Crybaby's like all emotional and stuff, so in order to get her to like me, I actually need to like, not be only focused on looks" All my friends looked at me like I was insane "Um..You'll still eat oranges with us, right" ugh these guys "You must be dumb as fuck if you think I'm gonna stop harassing people" Lucy spoke up "Ok yes that's good cause if you started to be nice, you'd be really boring" Thanks, guys :/
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Crybaby's POV:
"Would it kill Kelly to show some emotion? I mean, other than the I'm way to pretty to do anything vibe. Also, what's kind of annoying is that she's my partner is all my classes, because we're dorm mates." I finished writing that on a piece of paper and passed It to Angelita. Angelita looked at me and nodded "You're right." She wrote back "Although...be honest, you like having her as your partner" I turn into a sUsSy ToMaTo "AnGeLiTa oHmYgOsH wHy Do YoU hArAsS mE tHiS wAy" I yelled at her, in the middle of class. Ms Daphne turned to stare at me "Crybaby" she hisses "Yes Ms Daphne?" fuckfuckfuck "Detention" NoOoOoOoO. Angelita wiggled her eyebrows at me and threw a paper airplane at Kelly. "HEY!" Kelly shouted and punched Angelita in the Stomach. Angelita double over, but looked up at me and winked. THAT SUSSY BAKA. Ms Daphne turned around, again, looking so triggered it was almost funny. "Perhaps you'd like to join Crybaby in detention, Kelly." Angelita smirked at me. I need to get some better friends. Maybe some that don't HuMiLiAtE mE.
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Kelly's POV:
Ugh. Detention. Usually we'd get injected with some creepy drug to make us happy, but today the principal decided to be slightly more idiotic. "You ladies can clean the Janitor's closet." he said, his eyes sHiNiNg with malice "It has mould on the walls and dirt inches thick on the floor. You guys can stay in there all night working" NOOOOO. Oh wait a second. HHEHEHEHEHEH. Crybaby opened the closet door for me. I almost said THANKS, like, ew. Anyways, I started cleaning the dirt while Crybaby picked off the mould. It was actually kind of awkward. We literally didn't speak a word to each other. Like, why does she hate me so much? I only go out of my way to ruin her pathetic life. Finally Crybaby spoke "This is taking forever" It was probably directed to herself but I still responded "I know" Ew, Kelly. That's kind of sus. After about an hour and a half of cleaning, Crybaby noticed a door behind a shelf. "That's a door" she said "Well no shit Sherlock" I muttered. For some reason it was unlocked. We went inside. It was like a secret dorm. It had a really big bed with a closet next to it. "tHiS iS kInD oF cReEpY" Crybaby said. I bit the words back on my tongue and smiled a bAkA bAdDiE smile. I shoved Crybaby down on the MaSsIvE bed. "Kelly what are you doing" she laughed. She probably thought I was going to hit her or something. I pulled her dress down to her shoulders. That's when she started screaming for help.
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