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The picture is of Tara Thompson.
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Chapter One
"Hey Tara, wait up!" I heard someone shouting behind me and I stopped in my tracks.
"Hi Lurlene, ran in any marathons lately?" I asked her when I saw how out of breath she was. She really looked like she was going to pass out, but it's not her fault that she is that overweight ... She has problems of her own that she has to work out.
"I -" Huff. "ran here-" Huff. "to tell you-" Huff.
"To tell me what? That you're about to pass out from a three second run?" I put my hand on her shoulder when she was looking down on the floor, trying to comically catch her breath.
"Ha. Ha. Very funny. I forgot how funny you are sometimes, Tara." Lurlene says after she finally caught her breath, stood up straight, and looked me in the eye. I just shrugged at her sarcastic comment.
"So, what did you want to tell me?" I asked, and slowly started to walk as she did.
Tell her to stop stalling and just tell you what she wanted to say!
That was the little devil, that sat on my shoulder, and told me to do bad things. There was no angel on my other shoulder, just my conscience telling me the facts, what was suppose to be right and what's wrong.
"So what's the scoop, Lulu?" I ask her, as we slowly walked to Mr. Henderson's class.
"You know Mr. Henderson?" She asked and I furrowed my eyebrows, and then nodded my head.
"Yes, I am intimately close to Mr. Henderson." I said in a fake seriousness, trying to keep a straight face.
A few people that heard me, walked by and gave me strange looks.
"What?" I asked them, not really expecting an answer, but they just walked past. I shrugged and turned my attention back to Lulu.
"Well, I heard that he is going to start a new school project, one that will actually be fun!" Lulu said sarcastically, sounding so excited. Then she smiled a big ass smile. I held back a groan of protest.
"Really? Sounds like fun!" I replied sarcastically, in my overly peppy cheerleadery- voice.
We walked into Mr. Henderson's class, and for the first time in history, I was actually curious to find out what school project Mr.Henderson has planned for us.
Mr. Henderson walked into the room a few minutes later, obviously in a hurry, and he threw his ugly brown leather briefcase on the desk.
"Okay class, sit down and let's begin." He said in a rush and took out his papers from the briefcase.
Several sighs could be heard around the room, as everyone sat down in their seats, and started rustling to get their books, pens and papers out.
The only thought I had in my head was a very sarcastic one, as I mentally rolled my eyes.
This is going to be fun!
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HumorTara Thompson, is the girl that the cheerleaders & the jocks of her school would call "nerd". She tries to stay under the radar, with her best friend Lurlene. Her crush that she has liked since the first grade, the star athlete, Jason Haart, is one...
