2) The Deadly Duo

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Lizzie's world..

I rush out of my bed and manage to sneak into my bathroom with a huge chuckle and tongue out to my dad, who was about to twist my earlobe as a punishment for last night's menace I had created.

"Nice try Mr. Peter Dawson better luck next time!" I shout just before locking my bathroom.

I can hear dad frown "You got lucky this time. Let me see for how long do you manage to get away from my hold Lizzie"

I am ready to college within the next 20 minutes in my formal attire - a dark pantsuit, light blue blouse & a neat bun of my chocolate brown hair- and head towards the front door of our house to leave when mom shouts at the back of my neck.

"Ruth!! How many times have I told you that breakfast is very essential to have a tireless and healthy day, now have it and then leave or I'll give you what dad missed to do, this morning" I frown.

"MOMMYY! Don't call me that you know how much I hate my middle name. Lizzie Ruthless Dawson was my name throughout grade school when kids found out that, I hate being called Ruth" i shout. Yes, I forgot to mention this, Lizzie Ruth Dawson is my full name.

"Okay, Now stop complaining instead have your breakfast and milk it's getting really late Ru-Lizzie. I have to start to school too" says mom, a middle school teacher.

"Roger Captain!!" I say with an army salute and stuff my mouth with the deliciously home-made pancakes with a 'Yummmm!!'

You are having this big doubt as to why am wearing formal clothes to college. Yup, that is all credits to the 'Mock Thesis Review' to be held in our Arch Dept for us- final years. So all of us have to be in a formal attire, as there are people from the field-real time practising architects are to review our thesis.

Yay! I am really excited about that because wow! We can get feedbacks on what we have done so far, from successful architects. But, I am- at the same time irritated too, thanks to the comfortable clothes I am forced to put on.

Yeah this very idea of 'mock thesis review' was suggested and named by me, as I represented my class during the student body meeting held last month. I was praised for giving such a wonderful idea and they implemented it right away. I am excited like heavens about this.

Happiness wins over my over irritation hehe!

Earth to me-now I get on my beautifully blue Chevrolet Sonic *I literally did somersaults to get it in one piece from my savings and dad's enormous allowances-sarcasm alert*.

I drive to my college, which is a few miles from Oakland- where I live and it is 8:45 am already which means, I have only 45 minutes before the review.

I step on the accelerator and reach college within 26 minutes, which is 12 minutes earlier than my usual travel time from home to college. No! I am not a maths person but I do rely on numbers to drive away nervousness.

Yes, I am nervous about what questions I am about to face in the next few minutes.

As I enter the corridor I see a tall, cute and ever-smiling dirty-blonde, my best friend Mia Katherine McDonald approaching me "Woah! What's up Lizzie Dawson, why are you a Lizzie Panda today??! Worked late night on thesis huh??"

Of course I know I had the craziest friend in the whole galaxy. She can make me giggle even when I am about to be hung to death. But, I am no less crazier than her.

"I just wanted to give a matching company to the Mia Monkey, so here I am all transformed. Guide me through the woods you little tree-jumper, I am so new to it", I say pretending as though am scared of the non-existent jungle.

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