Back in the development, Doreen & Fiona were cheerleading in the front culdesac.
"Hey, Pancake" said Doreen. "You should totally join the squad"
"Okay, whatever" said Pancake.
"Wanna hang out tonight?" asked Fiona.
"Sure!" Pancake replied, and headed home, taking the long way.
She passed Waffles' house to see Aloha and Waffles in the front yard.
"Wanna hang out tonight, Pancake?" asked Waffles.
"Oh, sorry" said Pancake. "I'm going to my Grandma's"
"But you went to your Grandma's last weekend" said Aloha.
"I did not" said Pancake.
"Yeah you did" said Waffles, but Pancake was gone.
Waffles walked into her house.
"Waffles?" her mother said as soon as Waffles had walked in the door. "Can you explain this?" she handed Waffles a letter.
"What?!?!" Waffles said, skimming it over. "Why are we being sued by Bob?"
"I don't know" her mom replied. "I can't wait to hear what they are accusing us of, now"
"This is ridiculous" Waffles said, and she walked back outside. Bob was sitting in his driveway.
"Bob!" Waffles called.
Bob looked over, saw Waffles, stood up, and walked over to her. "Why hello, Waffles" he said.
"Are you seriously suing my family?!?" Waffles shoved the flyer in his face.
"Waffles," Bob said. "Look over on my porch. What is on it?"
"Nothing?" Waffles said.
"Exactly my point" Bob crossed his arms. "My goose should be there, and it's not. Someone from the neighborhood watch provided a tip. They witnessed your mom's vehicle back out of your driveway. That same day, before your mother even returned home, Lucy was gone. Her body was scattered"
"Lucy?" Waffles questioned.
"My goose" Bob replied. "She is gone, and it happened while your mother was out. It's obvious that your mom ran her over. I am suing you for emotional distraught"
"Bob, this is ridiculous" Waffles said. "It is a cement goose. It isn't real. Also, you have no proof of my mother doing anything. Do you really think you're going to get anywhere with this?"
"I'll see you in court" Bob scoffed, and walked back into his house.
"I hate living next to that freak" Waffles muttered.
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9 Mile Season 1. Freshman Year
Teen FictionI started writing this my freshman year of high school, all the way back in 2004. I was fourteen. So obviously, the beginning kind of sucks. But I promise it gets better. I guess it's not really novel-esque, but hey, it's my story damn it and I dedi...
