Dear Nia,
After 4 whole years!!! 4 years!!!
You came back~~~ omgomgomg!!
Gosh I missed you so much.
I missed you too~
Hey, I have so much to talk about with you!
Let's rest for now so that tomorrow, we'll kill your dance instructor.
But my dance instructor is good to me.
No, he's not! He's making you do difficult dance moves!!! Look at the bruise on your arm!!! Hah! Good to you, my ass.
Nia, you don't make sense. There isn't any bruise in my arm.
There is now...
Nia, that hurt. Why did you hit my arm on the table so hard??
That's not my fault. It's your pathetic excuse of a dance instructor's fault.
It is?
Sure it is!! Trust me~ let's kill him tomorrow! Okay?
Okay!!! That makes sense!
Of course, I do.
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I love you guys so much! So please don't hate me :D
YOU ARE READING
In Some Niya
Teen Fiction"Go to sleep already. Good night, I love you," my mom said while closing the door of my room. Damn. It's one of those nights again, huh. Tch. I twisted an turned on my bed. Can't seem to find a good spot again. *sigh* I gave up and just stared at th...
