Chapter 3 :It's my brithday!

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I quickly uncrumbled my piece of English homework and grabbed a pen from my messy desk and start writing nonsense on it. What? I didn't know how to do it, it's my homework anyways.

After writing rubbish on my homework, (my teacher will be so pissed with me...) I collected all my dirty cloths and dumped it into the laundry basket and tidied up my bed. I also took out my favorite pajamas so I'm sure that I'm ready.

When Kelly finally arrived, I brought her to my room and start playing around.

"Woah, you have like, the best room in the world!"

"Yah right, talk about your room."

"So......What day is it?"

"Saturday."

"And???"

I paused for a moment.

"It's my birthday!"

Oh shoot, that's why she wanted a sleepover....

"You forgotten???"

"Piffff..... nooooooo. I'm just testing your memory and try if you even remember it's your birthday... oh... Um .... I thought of this test cause last year you forgotten your birthday.... Yah.... YAH."

"Hm.... did I? Meh, maybe I did."

Few.... that's a relief. Now I have to get her a birthday present .

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