It is a Sunday night and i am working on Mr V's maths homework doing it VERY NEATLY.Finishing of trionmentry homework.I fall alsleep at 10pm texting kimaya
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TAP,TAP,TAP
Who would be taping at my window at midnight on my birthday i wondered.Making sure I am wearing something approacable i open the window to find Tory my neighbour with a gift in her hand
HAPPY BIRTHDAY she screamed
I thanked her and left her to go back to her own house
I must of forgot to tell you all but my neighbour's daughter is the same age as me and she is one of my true friends,we know each others birthdays and each other's crush and so on.
I open it up to find a painting of the Sydney Harbour Bridge in a shade of blue and purple.The black slowly hushes over the sea in the painting.I turn the painting around to find 75 bucks taped to the back.There was a cute card which read a beautiful message on it.
Falling back to sleep and waking back up at 6 am for poo cleaning again why on my birthday
I go to my locker and find a note that stated
Your eyes are like emerald
Your smile is like a crescent moon
You are amazing just the way you are
Never change
Happy Birthday
After reading i was very confused who would have sent it to me so i asked Kimaya
"Hey Maya Did you write me a sweet note to me for my b'day"
"No i didn't! But i have this for you"
A cute little braclet comes out of Kimaya's pocket and she slowly fits it on my hand,It glimmers on my hand like saphires and pearls.
"Its...its......Beautiful thank you soo much!"
Hugging her tightly I run to my next class
I walk past Mackenzie and actually talk to her
"Hey Mackenzie nice shoes for onec they don't look like something soomething vomited on them"
She didn't bothered to notice and i felt that as an even score with the both of us
Now its is time for me to play dectetive..................................
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