Chapter 7

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Today has been a weird and confusing day. Idk what is up with Martha, she has been acting like we are friends the whole day. I know she is up to something, but what?

Martha: what should we do after school?
Me: Idk what you are doing but am gonna be home reading a book
Martha: Ooh I could come to your house and we can bake a cake. I love baking!
Me: yeah okay
Martha: Kay, then I can give you a ride home
me: thanks
Martha: This is gonna be so fun! (leaves)
Jade: what was that all about?
Me: Idk I am so confused right now.
Jade: Since when are you two friends?
Me: we are not! I think she is plotting to kill me.
Jade: now you are letting the paranoia get you

School ended and Martha gave me a ride home, I still don't know what she is plotting. We entered the house and then decided to just bake cookies. She was not making any measurements and am sure she was putting in too much flour.

Me: That's enough you are gonna make them hard instead of crunchy
Martha: Just a little more
Me: no! (grabs the flour and some pours on Martha's face)
Martha: Hey! (gets some flour and pours on Tori)

From there it turned into a flour fight, and then the whole kitchen was soon covered in flour and we were laughing our butts off. I like this girl, she is fun to be around. We soon cleaned the kitchen and the cookies were ready by the time we were done.

Me/Martha: (tastes a cookie) (spits it out)
Me: that is awful
Martha: This is an abomination!
Me: well thanks for coming over
Martha: nice hanging out with you

She left me wondering why she decided to be friendly all of a sudden. I don't know what she is up to, but she sure knows how to have fun.

Jade: Maybe she just wants to be your friend
Me: She has evil plans I can feel it in my gut
Jade: You always have to be pessimistic
Me: whatever when have I ever been wrong with my pessimism?
Jade:...
Me: exactly because am not pessimistic, am realistic.
Jade: Fine what else do u think would be the reason
Me: maybe she had a head injury and is mistaking me for someone else

If she wants to be friends I will be happy and if she doesn't I will still be happy because I was right. Martha, am gonna find out what you are up to.

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