The day before

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"Bella get uppp!" I hear Zach whine.
" ok , ok, I'm up"  I say
" good" he says and walked out of the room
I roll my eyes knowing he just did that to annoy me. I got up and got dressed in a yellow USA champion shirt, some blue jean shorts, and a black pair of platforms. I def needed those considering im 5,0.

After that I decided to put my hair in messy space buns. I looked at my self in the mirror and realized how stupid I looked. I just decided to ask JD for help.

"JDDDD!" I yelled as I ran up to her door
" wassup girl?!" She yelled back
" I need you to do space buns for me."
" really, but I taught you how to do them."
" I kind of forgot."
She rolled her eyes "come on"she said annoyed
" yay" I squealed like a two year  old.

Once she was done the complete look was amazing .

I walked downstairs to the kitchen

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I walked downstairs to the kitchen. Ms.dillion was cooking breakfast.

" good morning ms.dillion." I said bordly
" good morning doll. How was you're night?"
" it was good" I said
" you want pancakes or eggs doll?" She said
"Pancakes duh." I said giggling.
" alright" she laughing

After I ate I sighed realizing that I have to do chores. I got up and started to get it over with.

{time skip}

After I ate dinner I walked up the stairs to my room.
I saw a peace of paper laying in front of my door. I walked in my room and sat on my bed. I quickly opened it , not thinking much about it.
"KYS" was  all over it about 100 times
I threw the paper in the trash
*is this what my friends really want me to do?* I thought to myself. I don't really have enemy's. I'm friends with everyone. I brushed it off and went to bed. Not thinking about anything.

Aouthors note

Hey guys sorry this chapter isn't long/good. It's my first time writing.  But if there is something you want to tell me please comment. Thank you so much byyyy❤️

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