S.P.: S***.
A.N.: OMG, did you just curse? Hey, what happened to our old note?
B.M.: Breaking news: Miss Perfect (aka Smartypants) just cursed! *Applause*
S.P.: Shut up, it’s serious. That idiot S.H. just passed our note to Library Boy.
A.N.: Whoopsie.
B.M.: On the bright side, he now knows how you feel.
S.P.: Guys! He just read it and frowned like crazy and crushed it and threw it in the bin and...
A.N.: Geez, girl, that’s a lot of ands in one sentence.
S.P.: I’ll retrieve it after school.
B.M.: You honestly don’t believe that Mrs P. reads any and every note that comes into her hand.
A.N.: Then how did she find out all that stuff last year about...you know?
B.M.: *Shrugs* With her superhuman abilities to read minds?
S.P.: L.B. just sent me a note:
“Hey Elfbit, I thought that what happened in the library was our little secret. Let’s just keep it that way okay? – The Boy from the Library.”
A.N.: Awwwww.
B.M.: *Weeps ‘coz that is just soooo cute*
S.P.: What do I tell him?!
B.M.: You’re the independent thinking woman. You tell us.
S.P.: I think I’ll tell him that I’ll see him in the library?
A.N.: Are you mad? You really need some advice. Play hard to get. Don’t reply.
B.M.: You’re a nice one to give advice. What about
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The note ends here. It was confiscated by Mrs. P at this stage and later retrieved from her records. - Author
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Note - orious
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?]
