Chapter 1

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*A/n: this is from my account on Quotev!!*

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   "Ugh!" I groan as I reach over and hit the alarm clock. Stupid Mondays!

   "Anna! Hurry up or you WILL be late this time!" I hear my friend Veronica, or Ronny, yell. Last time she said I would be late if I didn't hurry up I was 15 minutes early.

   I get up and lay out my uniform before going and doing bathroom stuff. I'm walking down the stairs when I hear a crash.

   "RONNY! WHAT DID YOU DO!?!?!?!?!?" I yell. As you can probably tell, we are very loud people. I jump the last five steps, run as fast as I can to the kitchen, and knock over a plastic vase before I hear another crash. "Oh. My. Gosh. RONNY!"

    There, in the middle of the room, is not one, not two, but THREE mustard people. For people who don't know what those are, they're people drawn with mustard. "Umm... Hi?" Ronny says with a guilty smile.

    I pinch the bridge of my nose. "Ronny, you will clean this up and when I get back from work you will have a note saying sorry to me for making me grumpy. Is that clear?" I ask in a calm but stern voice.

    "Yes ma'am," she says sadly. We look up at each other and burst out laughing. "Does this... mean I'm... off the hook?" Ronny manages to say between laughs. 

    

    My head snaps back up. "Of course not. What gave you that idea?" I ask. She lifts up an eyebrow. I seriously think everyone but me can do that!

    Suddenly her phone rings. She pulls it out. As she reads it, her eyes go really wide. "Anna..."

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   Hahaha..... CLIFFHANGER! I know. I'm evil. MUAHAHAHAHA! Anyways... any questions? I'll answer any of them... except creepy ones like where do you live... stalkers... just no. Bye byes!

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