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Operation Fry The Sausage

Rachel: Brooke are you-

Brooke: IM FINE!

Rachel: Ok I was just-

Brooke: I'm fine ok?

Alicia: Brooke, Is this really such a good idea?

Brooke: Ugh, Alicia you say that every time we skip school and we never get caught. And even if we do it doesn't matter. My mom is never home and she doesn't give a crap what I do. Lets go.

The walk inside Starbucks.

Rachel: Umm,  Brooke. I just wanted to ask, when you went to the bathroom at lunch yesterday did you-

Brooke: Yes Rachel. I did. Ok? I shouldn't have eaten all that desert so I got rid of it.

Rachel: Brooke have you ever considered maybe, talking to someone about this?

Brooke: Ugh, would you stop it Rachel?! I don't need help! Do you even realize how I feel right now? I'm surprised I'm still alive. I should have died right there in the café when I pulled Sage up on a table, tried to kiss him and ended up pulling us both down into a tray of chocolate crap!

Alicia: The whole school was watching.

Brooke: That's Alicia that's helpful.

Patricia: Hi girls! Welcome to Starbucks! What can I get for you today?

Brooke: A large, triple shot, sweetened soy latte for me. I need a mega dose of caffeine to numb the pain.

Patricia: Umm, ok! And for you girls?

Rachel: Ill get what Brookes getting.

Alicia: Me too! But with whipped cream.

Patricia: Okie dokie! Ill be right back.

Brooke: That's it. I've had enough.

Rachel: What?

Brooke: Of she who will not be named. Savanah Reed. There I said it. And this time, things are going to get real. Its clear that we need to take matters into our own hands. Because this time, She has gone too far. Nobody, and I mean nobody gets in the way of me and my boyfriend. I am going to squash her like a bug. I've already started planning. The adrenaline rush from almost dyeing of embarrassment Is obviously working in my favor. Because I've come up with the perfect plan. I call it, "Operation Fry the sausage". When I'm done with her, she is going to wish she had never messed with me. So, here's what's up. This weekend is Sage and I's 3rd year anniversary. This weekend is also going to be the party of the year.

Alicia: OOOOOHHHH!!! Are we invited?

Brooke: Alicia, I'm throwing the party. Friday night. Everyone. My house all night long. And I'm talking everyone. Even the losers. This party is going to be the party that everyone will be talking about. Even after the semester is over. No, scratch that. This is going to be the party that everyone is talking about even after the year is over. This party is going to be so unbelievable That we will be immediately most popular again. No one is even going to care about sausage after the night is over. Plus, this will give me the chance to fix things with Sage just in time for our anniversary, Ive got the perfect, most romantic idea in mind. But never mind that, Here's what were going to do to Savanah.

At lunch on Thurday....

Brooke: ATENTION! ATENTION EVERBODY!

Felicity: Careful Brooke, don't fall! Ahaahahahahahahah.

Ray: Hey Brooke, want a tray of chocolate? Ahahahahahhehehehehe.

Brooke: Well aren't you just a bunch of comedians. Anyway, Here's what's up. My Mom is away for the weekend. Witch means that I'm having a party at my house tomorrow night. And you are all invited. Every. Single. One of you. I mean, I wouldn't want to leave anyone out. That would just be mean. So either your going to be there or your going to skip the greatest night of your life. The party is going to last all night and costume is optional but obviously so much cooler. There is going to be dancing, food, pro photographers and more fun then you can handle. So. Whos coming?