"You can't sit with us."

"You can't sit with us."

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"so can I go?" a voice said behind them. It was Crissy. I smiled with wicked delight "What do you think fat ass? Hell no!" my friends smirked behind me "Did you know?" I smiled "I'm about as big as one of your thunder thighs?" Brittany and Abbie Burt out with evil laughter, "shut up you bitch!" Crissy said trying to fight back her tears, "I could eat a bowl of alphabet soup and shit out a smarter comeback then that, get out of my face wide load." Brittany and Abbie broke out into hysterics and Crissy ran into the hallways crying. I Smiled don't mess with the Queen.
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