Chapter 18

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I followed Dubbie into a janitors closet.

"Dubbie. Why are we in here?"

She shut the door and turned to me.

"Becaaauusse..." She said before pulling a flask out if her hair.

"Dubbie. No."

"Come ooonnnn! It'll be fun! All we have to do is sneak by the punch bowl and pour some! It's easy!"

"No. I don't wanna get into trouble."

"We won't! And if we do we can blame it on Krys!" She explained.

I thought about it for a moment.

"Ughhh, fine." I said.

"Yaayy!" She screamed.

"Shhh!"

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