The Mills Twins
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My phone dings and I mumble as I turn in my sleep. It dings again and I grumble as I pick it up.
'Missing something?' It reads. It's from Harvey.
'What?' I reply back.
'School.' I read it as I suddenly remember it's monday.
"Shit!" I mumble as I look at the time. 7:20. I only have 20 minutes to get ready and get to the bus stop.
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I run to my bus stop. No one's here. There's rustling in the bushes next to me as Harvey and Max jump up from behind them.
"Ambush!" They yell. They grab me Harvey has his hands hooked up my arms and Max has my legs. They swing me back and forth.
"Put me down!" I laugh.
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