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"Isabella Praise to the office please. Isabella Praise to the office" Oh what the hell did I do now. My history teacher stared down at me. I got up and walked to the office. I opened the door to Principal Erlins office. "You wanted to see me sir?" I asked, poking my head in. "Come on in Isabella." He waved me in. He was holding a paper. "Now what is this?" He turned the paper towards me and I could see the picture of me flicking somebody off. These were posted all over school. At the bottom the writing read 'I am not a fan of u' "I didn't post this. This is photoshopped. Somebody is trying to get me in trouble" I said, trying to defend my case. Even though I knew I was going to lose. It was worth a shot. "If you didn't post this miss Praise, then who did?" oh I knew who did it but I wasn't going to get him in trouble. Or maybe I should. I'm sick of him doing this to me. "I- I don't know. " I replied, putting my head in my hands. Principal Erlin was a huge sucker for upset girls. If I could put on a good enough show.. "Okay don't get like that now Isabella." He cooed. Perfect! I looked up at him. "I don't know who would ever do something like this to me. I'm a good girl! I don't get in trouble!" I protested. He sighed. "Well, until somebody confessed in afraid you have detention." I jumped out of my seat. "Detention! I have never had detention in my life. There has to be something else" And that's how I ended up filming the talent shows auditions.

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I closed my locker door. "I don't want to hear it Damon! You cause me detention! And filming the talent show auditions. And you what? Just for that, you get to help me. " I poked him in the chest. Sarah rounded the corner. "Uh oh. What did he do now? Kill a baby pig?" I swirled around to Sarah. "I am in a bad mood and now both of you are spending Saturday with me filming the stupid school talent show auditions. And no excuses for not showing up!" My voice got louder and louder. I was furious. I stalked away to my next class.

--- Saturday

I opened the doors to the school auditorium. Damon was already there in his geeky glasses, working on his camera stuff. I dropped my cocco and Danish on the table. "You know. I asked you to bring a camcorder. Not the entire crew of news 7." He turned towards me. "I didn't. This Is my camera on a iron stand and my chrome top." He replied. "Same thing. Where's Sarah?" I asked. He came closer to me. "No idea. What is that?" He asked pointing to my Danish and cocco. "Hot chocolate with mint. And a strawberry Danish with cheese. " I said. He picked up my things, ate a bite of the Danish and took a swig of my drink. "Sure you can have some. " I said sarcastically. Sarah walked in the door. "Great we're ready to start." I said. "But first, we need music. " I turned on the music. Problem came on and it was loud. Sadly it was the version with no words. I started signing dancing around the room. Sarah joined in at the chorus. Damon was doing the whispering part. Sarah started rapping and it was aweosme. I never knew she could rap. "Head in the clouds got no weight on my shoulders. I should be wiser and relize that I got!" I sang on the top of my lungs. The song soon ended and I stared at Sarah and Damon in awe. "I had no idea you could do that!" We all screamed in unison. "Well, we should probably get to work." I said, getting off the stage and working my way back to the desk. Let the boringist three hours of my life begin.
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Sarah slammed my door closed. "We got a problem." "deal with it. Wait did you say we?" I'm confused. If we had problem together then usually we know what we did. I don't know what we did. "Look on the school website." I clicked on my computer. The trending video showed. I clicked on it. Damon, Sarah and I all showed up and we were singing problem. "We have a problem!" I ran out of the apartment and across the hall to demons apartment. "Damon! Get out here! Now!" He opened the door, without a shirt. "What?" He asked annoyed. I grabbed his wrist and dragged him over to my computer in my apartment. "Look. " I said, pointing to the computer. He eyes widened at the sight. "But I cut it out!" He said. "Why did you film us?!" Sarah screamed. "I didn't know it was recording. I must have accidentally hit the button. But I can get it down. " He defended his case. Not really. "Good." I replied. "Tomorrow morning." He mumbled but Sarah and I heard it. "What?! By then lots of people can see it!" She screamed. Again. "Well, only 38 people have viewed it." Damon tried to cease the fire. "Damon that's 38 thousand!" I screamed pointing to the k after the 38. "We have a problem!" I screamed again.