"Avery!"
I just got to school when I hear my name called down the hallway. It's Valentina. We've lived beside each-other since we were four. She's my best friend. My only friend actually. She's popular. I'm not.
"What's up Val?" I answer back trying to hurriedly get to home room before the bell rings.
"Just hoping you'll come to a sleepover with me that I was invited to." She says with a hopeful smile on her face.
"A sleep over? How old are we? 10?" I giggle back.
"Come on. It'll be fun. You're always studying or listening to old show tunes."
"HEY! Cabaret is not an old show tune. It's a classic. A very popular one I might add." I sneer back.
"Come on. Please." She says with puppy dog eyes.
"Fine. Then it's back to studying and listening to my old show tunes as you call it. See you after class" I say walking into chemistry.
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Ivy
Teen FictionA 17 year old girl with her nose in a book and her head in the ivy school shaped clouds. Will a boy change her future? Will having social media and popular friends?
