Bubbles
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Casey Blake Thompson a bad girl. Carter Fredrick Ryder a good boy. What could go wrong? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Are you looking for a cigarette, to relieve you of your worries?" "And why would I do that?" "Because your a typical bad girl, with your leather jacket, I-Dont-Care Attitude and your good looks" I said. "Oh is that so?" she said with a smirk. "Yeah" "So you think I'm good looking?" "Ye......That's beside the point" She chuckled. "That's where your wrong good boy." She said, as she took out a small bottle out of her pocket. "I'm no bad girl, because good girls dont smoke, they blow bubbles."
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"H-hey.. You know..." Work brain, work. "What?" he hisses. "Um... I-I think I need my inhaler. It's in the bag," great, nice move. But my hope shatters into pieces when he rummages through my bag instead. "Where the heck did you put it," he asks, or maybe states as he isn't looking at me. "NO. Just give me my freakin' bag. Fast!" I try one last time. And lucky enough, he gives up. He brings the bag to me hastily. I redeem it, throw it back on the 'other side' along with myself. I run for my life. I hear whistles and of course, rainbow of curses, on the other side of the world. Well, I guess I'll just have to return to plan A. ~~~

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