"Lizzie!" I yelled across the school hallway. "Come here, Lizzie!" I pointed my index finger to the water fountain. "Okay. I am coming." She said as she shuffled in the water fountain line, behind me. "My phone died." Lizzie said pulling her hair into a ponytail. "Sorry, I just needed to break the silence." She laughed. I smiled at her, then took a big sip of water. "Funny." I wiped the water off my mouth. She smiled. Then took a quick sip of water. "What class do you have next?" It was the first day of 8th grade, we wanted some classes together. Since we didn't have any last year. "Umm...Art, with Mrs. Johannson." I said, starting to speed up my walking pace. "Cool." Lizzie said, glancing at her schedule. "I have gym next." I pointed to her 5th period. "Awesome, we have math together!" I said, with a high pitched tone. Lizzie chuckled at the high, squeaking sound my voice made. I rolled my eyes. "See ya later!" I waved. She nodded and went into the huge double doors that lead to the gym. The bell rang and I ran to the end of the hallway to the art room. Soon, the fire alarm started to beep. Everyone evacuated. "Lizzie!" I screamed. She tapped my back. I grabbed her hand an we ran out.
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Rebel 7
Teen FictionLife couldn't get better for best friends Ash and Lizzie. They lived in a nice city, just outside of Sector 12. But everything went downhill when their school was under attack of Sector 13. Especially on the first day of 8th grade. When Ash and Lizz...
