Dear Mr. Vernon,
We accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever was we did wrong. What we did was wrong, but we think you're crazy to make us write an essay telling you who we think we are. You see us as you w...
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For the past five minutes, its been puffing joints and hysterically laughing.
Brian took John's sunglasses, putting them on and pretending to be serious before bursting into laughter. I giggled shortly.
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Using his teeth, John lit up a match.
I lean over with my joint. "Light me up, sexy," I say.
John lights up my joint as I take a huge ass puff. Next to me, Claire coughs the smoke up while I and Brian are laughing.
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Brian exhaled the smoke before pretending to eat it. I lean back against the couch still giggling that tears are close to my eyes.
"Chicks, cannot hold der smoke. That's what it is," Brian piped up in a really goofy voice.
"Shut up," I tell him, still giggling.
John started to crack up at the sight of me.
"Do you know how popular I am? I'm so popular, everybody loves me so much, at this school," she rambled.
"Aw..." I coo, patting her head.
"Poor baby," John added.
"Five?" Brian asked John, his voice hoarse. Bender smiled, his eyes lazy and reached over to high five him. However the force behind it was a little too strong and he managed to push Brian's hand back to his forehead, hitting him, and making him fall backward off the chair, completely setting me and Claire off into a fit of giggles.
