How am I supposed to get this off me when I can't even mon my arm ? I tried a couple ways while Kenna watched from across the room. She covered her eyes with her paws when I lifted up my shirt . . .
"Oh stop it Kenna ! I have a tank top on under this !",
she lifted her paw wearily. I huffed and put my shirt back down.
"How am I going to do this?", I asked Kenna.
She just lay there drowsily. It was really hot , and I don't think the heat is making this shirt any better. ' Maybe I could keep my arm stiff and stretch the shirt over it ? But this is my favorite shirt! Uh it's ruined by the sewage anyways . I stretched the collar of my shirt until it reached my shoulder. Then tugged a little more to fit it over the contraption on my arm. I got the shirt under my arm until I realized I had to do the other arm. Uh flipped butter why ?!?
I looked over to Kenna for help but she was out already snoring. God life is so difficult! A few minutes later I managed to shimmy off the other side with my chin. The shirt fell to the groin and I kicked it away to the clothes pile Kenna had already made. Alright time to put these piles away. I had a lot of bending down to do when I only had one arm to use. It was like what my mom does every other week.
What is it squalid challenge? Anyways what does it matte all I know is my butt is gonna look great!
Once I was done my calves an back of my thighs hurt so bad. It's like I did weighted squats. That's what it is the squat challenge! Well all I know is my arm is starting to tinge blue. Like a light blue it was breath taking and painful. I frowned and sat down.
" Mom is buying me a new shirt.", then I fell asleep to the drone of the fan above.
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A/N : Sorry I didn't update I was reading Sydney's book to get caught up.
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Green Magic
FantasiaA girl from a small town in Ireland is and outcast. She hates green and has to live through a life as if it is cursed. But she finds a leprechaun and things get a little weird .
