So it's Wednesday. Three more days till her party. I was so happy. I couldn't help myself. I felt like there were ants in my pants.
At Math class, the meanest girl, witch her name is Romonya. So, she was behind me. She asked me if I was ready for Saturday. I ecstatically and loudly said "Yes."
Also, at lunch she sat next to me. "Am I her friend now?" I said to myself. Again she said to prepared and ready for Saturday.
I didn't know what to do. Why was she always saying those things. Is she really having a party or not. But, I didn't mind that. What I focused on really, was what I was gonna wear and what I was gonna bring for her
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The Wrong House
TerrorThe meanest girl of the school gave me an invitation to her birthday party. Apparently, it was the wrong address she gave me.
