Chapter 15: Misty's POV

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We were late! That's just great. Oh, yay. Now I'm rhyming. Everyone was rushing out the door, back to their rooms. My device stopped beeping and I groaned. "Great. Just great," I moaned. "No breakfast today," Sky said, walking away. As we were walking back to our room, I remembered something. "The kitchen!" I exclaimed. Sky stopped in her tracks and turned to face me. "But we have nothing to cook with," Sky said sadly. "Then let's go get things to cook with," I said. Sky immediately understood and pressed a button on the device. I scanned the card and walked into the farmers market thing. "I now understand why they even added the kitchen," I said. Sky nodded. We scanned the shops, looking for the right one. Sky tugged on my sleeve and pointed. "There!" she said. We ran into the store. We put eggs, milk, waffles (Sky's idea), and some orange juice in the basket. Handing the clerk ten dollars, we ran out the door and back to the room. I stuck the waffles in the toaster, and the milk and orange juice in the fridge. Sky made the eggs. We ate quickly, even though we had nothing to do today. When we finished, I did the dishes. Oliver wanted to help, so I let him lick the plates. I then went to sit with Sky on the bottom bunk, holding Oliver. We sat there, watching our dragons shapeshift into things (cats, dogs, even a toy car), when we heard someone knock.

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