I went home, angry at my teacher, angry at myself.
What will I do without my phone? Its my battery fuel!
I pace around in my room, back and forth, back and forth. I need a plan, and I need it quick.
I got a white sheet of paper and a pen and sat in my desk, trying to be like those cartoon charcaters from when I was little.
"You obnoxious little brat. Youre in 8th grade, grow up." I said to myself, and put the paper aside.
Okay but really, I needed my phone, and I needed it quick.
Tell my mom?
Hell no.
Dress up as my mom?
Theyre not that stupid.
Break in to school?
Fu*k it. Im in. I need the phone.
Okay, I obviously cant break in school, thats illegal. So tomorrow, Ill just tell mom to pick me up late, beacuse I have "tutoring".
Ill stay at school, hiding in the bathroom or something, and somehow manage to get my phone back.
Ill just wait for Mrs Garcia to leave home at 3:45pm, and I can just get my phone!
How hard can it be...?
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Catfished
Mystery / ThrillerSadie has been talking to "Tessa" for some weeks now. After gaining trust, Sadie decides to spill some personal information, and they then decide to meet up. Little did Sadie know, Tessa is not the 15 year old she was told. ...
