*enter pun that uses the number 11*

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(Eliza's POV *cinnamon roll*)

Alex left, leaving Peggy andI. Peggy broke the ice by saying,

"I'm confused."

"Go to sleep. It's late anyway."

"No! It's only..." Peggy stopped to take a look at her watch. "... one in the morning... FINE! I'LL GO TO SLEEP! BUT YOU HAVE TO, TOO!"

"I'm tired anyway!" I replied, more angry than I should be.

"Fine!" Yelled back Peggy, stomping upstairs to the guest bedroom.

I brushed my teeth and put on my pajamas. Before going to bed, I decided to read another chapter of The Hunger Games. I'm not very happy about kids killing each other, but I need to know if Katniss chooses Peeta or Gale.

Anyway, I fell asleep with the book on my face. Good job.

(Next day)

"ELIZAAAAAA!" Peggy screeched, waking me up.

"AH! WHAT DO YOU NEED?" I yelled, startled.

"Nothing. But it's like 11:00 and you're still asleep."

"Seriously, Peggy?"

"What?! I need help planning your wedding. Plus, I decided I'm going out to find my soulmate today. I know it's someone Alex knows, I feel it."

Uh-oh. Alex told me that John had a huge crush on Peggy. However...

"Okay, Pegs. But first, I think I know who it is."

"Really?" Peggy's eyes lit up.

"Really. Just get out of my room and let me get ready."

"Okay!" Peggy ran back to the door and slammed it shut. How does she have so much energy? That girl runs off pure happiness and coca-cola.

I walked out of bed kind of like a zombie and slowly got dressed. I hate mornings. My bed is so comfy and warm. Can't I just go back?

"You done yet?" Peggy asked through the door.

"No! I need makeup!" I yelled back.

I rushed to the bathroom connected to my room and hastily applied mascara. I had really light eyelashes, but they look really pretty if you can actually see them.

After adding some light makeup, I walked downstairs to see Peggy eating a pop tart.

"Finally!" Yelled Peggy, wearing her short yellow sundress. She really liked that dress. She wore it every week or something.

"You're wearing that dress again?" I asked.

"Yes! It compliments my tattoos," she explained, holding up her arms to show me her tattoos, which kind of looked like bracelets.

"Everything compliments your tattoos, they're black," I argue.

"Still! Come on! You have to drive."

Peggy failed the driver's Ed test, although she used her lucky fuzzy dice and everything. She got distracted my a kitten in the road and got out of the car to save it.

"I know, Pegs."

"COME ON LIZARDS! WE DON'T HAVE TIME FOR YOU TO MAKE GRITS!" She screamed, pulling me into the driveway with her keys in her hand.

Why does she have a car when she doesn't have a license? I don't know. She still drives it sometimes and gets a ticket. It's a very bright yellow and I call it 'the bananamobile'.

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