After I got home from Starbucks getting a Vanilla Bean Crème,I just lay on my bed,thinking of another excuse why I didn't do my homework.Then my iPhone does that marimba sound at least 10 times.
Wow.
Instagramers have a lot of time on their hands.Don't they have homework to do?But then again what am I really doing?
Sure,I'm the most popular girl in school and everyone adores me but what else is there?I barely post on Instagram anymore.My mojo to post seflies are over.So I'm just gonna lay here in my bed for hours and hours and click the refresh button so many times and watch as my number of followers go down 3 by 3.I didn't even feel like sending them hate publicly.
Then I got a text.Too bad I don't know the number.
Hey Ari u wanna go out tonite for sum cofe?-Liam.
Don't you just love guys who don't care about grammar?
And that my friends are why Las Vegas are the best places to get you're boobs done.Ciao!"
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Cinderella. And Her Twin Sister
Teen FictionEveryone knows the classic tale of Cinderella. The slipper, the prince, the nasal stepsisters *shudder*. But not many know of the Cinderella who looked just like her. Ari and Savi were best friends. Sisters. Twins. Then their mother died, leaving th...
