My life, as the sister of Kitty Wilde

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<p data-p-id="e15483ee9a8f257a6702b6eeafea58ec">"And then the people in Paris brought in the big wooden horse, and the army from Troy jumped out and fought." The teacher, who's voice was becoming increasing louder as he talked, which was giving me a headache. He seemed to be really into it, maybe even far enough into it that he wouldn't notice if I talked.

"Hi. My names Riley. What's yours?" I whispered to the girl sitting next to me.

DON'T READ IF U DON'T WANT, THERES MY STUPID BUT TRUE RANT.

A/N: I know that this is super short, but I have a science test to study for, and the start of sex ed tomorrow. WE HAVE A FRIGGIN PACKET WITH SOME (erm) NUDE PHOTOS.

I'm twelve, and my parents won't let me have any type of social media (but I might get Instagram soon). Why do we have to learn this?! Also, today in class my teacher (who has a weird and hard to understand accent) said something that sounded like pen15. Everyone started laughing. (that was random).

And in dance we had a sub. she made us do all of these leg exercises that hurt and made us in sit in the splits for 3 minutes, each one.

If u read all that ur amazeballs, and ily!!!

-@xoxoraexoxo