B.M. : So Her Majesty is really sucking up to him.
A.N. : Practically throwing herself at him.
B.M.: Disgusting.
S.P.: You guys never really give this up, do you? We just talked about this for half an hour!
A.N.: Nothing else to talk about. Except that she dropped S.H. like a brick.
B.M.: Now that he’s fair game again...
S.P.: You have no standards.
A.N.: Don’t need any.
S.P.: *Shakes head*
B.M.: *Sticks out tongue*
A.N.: *Whacks you*
B.M: I don’t want to go home. I just want to sit here and stare at him.
A.N.: Seconded.
S.P.: I can see the drool drip from your chins.
A.N.: No, you can’t.
S.P.: While you two stalk him, I’m going to go to the library.
B.M.: BTW, you spend too much time at that place.
S.P.: BTW, the Advanced English assignment is due on Friday.
A.N.: We know that you’re not going to do any homework there.
B.M.: Wait, what assignment????.....
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Teen FictionShe met him in the library. They fought over a book. The Hobbit. Of all the books in the world. But something sparked among the musty pages of a quiet afternoon read....A high school romance. [Synopsis sucks. Anyone want to suggest a better one?]
