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Like every other person I don't ever want to get up for school. Of course that doesn't stop my best friend Michael from walking into my room and spraying me with a bottle full of ice cold water! By now I am used to this so I just shift from where I am laying and fall back asleep. Usually he doesn't do this but this time he came back with a bucket of ice cold water and poured it all over me. A wince the second the water touches my skin, it sends a shiver throughout my whole body. I look up at him he is staring back at me "What was that for you little turd burglar" he responds with 4 words "You wouldn't wake up" he has that little smirk face as he laughs at my soaking wet shivering body. Since I am driving to school today I tell him "Well obviously there is no need for coffee this morning" he rushes towards my closet to find me the warmest thing to wear possible then he begs "No Hannah please I need caffeine I can't believe this. Come on please." since he was begging I took him but I told him he had to buy me something to and I wouldn't have to pay him back, he agreed as long as he got coffee he was happy. We got to my other best friend's Dad's coffee shop where we always met her. We all got our free coffees and her Dad told said to her "Have a great day at school" she waves her hand behind her as if to say "Bye" but instead she just mumbles to me and Michael "I hate those stupid have a great day at school motivators, I mean really they already know our school day is gonna suck why rub it in" We walk to my car Michael sits in the back. Me and Paige start talking about how "Oh Hannah you should be a dancer" of course I tell her that "I am not actually a good dancer" then Michael joins in the conversation he says "Well we can put your dancing to the test, I think we should try it" Obviously I object and say I am not good. But of course they will do something about it anyways. During lunch they sit next to each other they glance at me like every 30 seconds Paige asks to borrow my phone I let her they whisper then say we have something to tell you...

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