As I walk away from Ophelia, I could think of nothing but how heavy her book felt in my backpack. Sure, stealing is bad, but I was curious about why someone would read the same book so many times. As Lizzy blabbed on and on about the upcoming dance, I was thinking about the stolen book I was carrying. Honestly, I was excited to read it.
When I finally got home I said hey to my parents- they didn't answer back, of course, they never do- then retreated to my room to learn about the mysterious "Tiny Women".
I opened the book and started reading. I have to say, I agree wholeheartedly with Jo. Christmas wouldn't be the same without presents.
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Just Another Fanfic
Teen FictionWhen jock Maddox meets nerd Ophelia, she somehow manages to bring out his inner nerd.
