Yves and Clor

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What the heck does she want now.
I brought her flute to school for her, I brought her pads to school for her, what's next?
"Can you bring my pencil case and phone to the Galaxy Café? I left it at home. Thankz Clor. - Yves"
"where is it" I texted. I type in lower case cause you know, it makes you seem cool.
"I think the left drawer in my pink desk. Not the green one."
Why the heck was her phone in her drawer either way?
"Kinda got grounded hehe. Just get it"
"k" I texted.
Yes. I did just send the "k" the STRONG "k". A lowercase "k" is more powerful than an uppercase. Why? CAUSE I TOOK THE EFFORT TO MOVE MY THUMB TO THAT CAPS LOCK BUTTON TO MAKE IT LOWERCASE JUST TO SAY "k."

Anyways, Yves is my close friend. Her full name is Yves Soven. Just in case you're wondering how to say "Yves," it's pronounced like "Eve." Yes. I don't get the point of why it's spelled like that, but her mom wanted her to be "different."

In fact, she is. Yves is not different, but special.

My name's Cloravis Rocco. People just call me "Clor" cause what the heck is "Cloravis"??

Oh yeah. Why's Yves special? Well.. she's.. been through a lot.

Anyways, I went up to the bus to go to Yves' house. Yves kinda has a big house. She lives on Willvsurt street. In the big white house. Don't worry, she's not the US president's daughter.

I arrived to Yves' house and pressed "1836" onto the password pad.

I went up exactly 26 stairs to get to her room. Pink! Pink! Pink! But one green desk. I wondered why the heck there was that one green desk. Out of curiosity, I kinda opened the drawer.

Wow, Yves is so special.