Mini Mean Girl 12

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Hello people! This is chapter twelve. So many chapters! Anyways, I have some very IMPORTANT NEWS-- I might be changing my username on here. Any ideas?

I hope you like this chapter. I will be updating all of my books this week.

(again)

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Kara's POV

Would this plane ride ever end? I tried to drown everyone out by blasting my iPod on high, but it wasn't working. I could still hear Jonathan describing how hot Leah was, and I could see Ethan's reflection staring at me through the window.

The worst part was that EVERYONE was texting me. And they were so close, I could whisper to them!

INSTANT MESSAGING:

EthanSoloMan: hey :)

KaraBearaLakes: hi.

EthanSoloMan: what's up? xcited?

KaraBearaLakes: yes. couldnt u just talk to me? I'm right next to u!

EthanSoloMan: nah, this makes me seem like I have alot of txts.

KaraBearaLakes: you do. why r u txtng me anyway?

EthanSoloMan: dunno. I felt like it.

KaraBearaLakes: for the room, do we rlly have to share?

EthanSoloMan: there is two separate rooms in each "room" and in the separate rooms there is two beds. So, only if u wanna ;)

KaraBearaLakes: yeah right. Bye.

I went to my next message.

HollyHollers: heyyy. I'm so frikin bored. so, I herd that lee kissed j Zeptolee! omg that's awsum. he'll b at yur house all the time. Invite me!

KaraBearaLakes: hey. I'm sorry. & yah it's true. IKR! I will defff.

HollyHollers: k. ima ask the nerds to do my hw. bye :)

KaraBearaLakes: k, bye!

I groaned. God, why does everyone have to text me? I still have two more conversations!

Next IM:

LivyLivesOn: omg. omg, I'm scared! x keeps looking at me. help, major prob.

KaraBearaLakes: k. wave at him. Or txt him! yes, txt. Yur welcome, bye!

Finally, only one more conversation. It's from Leah.

LeeLakes: hey Kar. give Jonathan my # plz.

KaraBearaLakes: k bye.

"Finally!" I moaned and turned my phone off.

"What?" Ethan's eyes widened.

"Jonathan! My sister said to give you her number?" I waved to Jonathan, who was a few seats over.

"Yeah!" his eyes brightened.

I whispered it to him and he thanked me. I was happy my phone was text free, and could finally relax.

The intercom came on.

"Lady and Gent men," The pilot spoke in his French accent,

"We 'bout to land in Paris, France! Buckle belts, and put up table."

I groaned, yet again, and pushed my table down.

"Freaking finally!" Ethan pumped his fist in the air. I couldn't help but smile.

"Class, when we arrive, follow me to luggage and then we will take the bus to our hotel!" Mr. Grisley yelled throughout the plane.

Okay. I just have to get through luggage and the bus ride. Then, relaxation. Ah.

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