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AHW

"Oh my gosh, I can't believe they think they can copy us!" Rosalina De La Lune exclaimed.
"I know" Echoed Rosalina's 3 sidekicks/ besties: Carmella De Stefano, Marcella La Pynchon and Virginia El Vermont.
Rosalina and her friends were sitting down at their very own personalized lunch table complete with an umbrella and fancy plates and silverware. They even got their own servers.
"They totally copied our idea for the science project and our community project. That's so not fair."
"Do you want me to go over to their table and talk to them?" Carmella yelled in an angry voice. "That was our best project idea.
"Carmella, you know that they would tell on us even if we didn't do anything, its all because her dad is the principal."
In Rosalina's head she was thinking about what her her friends would do if that happend: Carmella: the mischievous one who would pull a prank on them, Marcella: the brainiest one would come up with a brilliant way to tackle that problem, Virginia: the proper one who never gets in trouble would come up with a perfect alibi . Last but not least herself, I see myself as the nice, kind generous, and I will stand up for things I believe in. I'm also loyal honest and a great friend.I would stand up for my friends at all costs. I wonder what everyone else sees me as? That's exactly what I was thinking when our enemy group: The Sparkly Sparkles walked up to us with the principal, who was the leaders dad. The leader of the group is Abigail Tomson and meanest girl in the grade who tries desperately to be popular. 

"Well, well well, look what we have here" Mr. Tomson said with contempt. " Having this kind of nonsense is against school rules and I will have to take this table away from you as well as all of the bling on this table. Do you understand me?" Mr. Tomson now practically yelling. 

"Yes Mr. Tomson, we understand." Thè group said in unison as well as being very glum and monotone.

"Ok, sweetie we'll have this table delivered to you right away." The principal said with love in his voice.

"Thanks Daddy, you're the best." Abigail said.

"You're very welcome, sweetie" The principal said while he gave Abigail a hug. While Abigail was giving her dad a hug she was facing Rosalina (Rosie) and she gave them a mean facing while she was mouthing the word losers.

"Uh, Mr. Tomson, your daughter was calling us losers and making mean faces at us." Rosie said.

"Nonsense, I know you're upset about getting you're table taken away but that doesn't mean you have to make things up. That shows very poor character. I'm really disappointed in you." He said in a disapproving tone.

"But-

"I don't want to hear it Rosalina De La Lune. That better be your last word I hear from you today." The principal said with a tone of authority.

"Yes sir." Rosie said very glumly.

The principal now left and Carmella stood up wearing her pale pink dress with the light sprig mint colored trim around the hem. She walked over to Abagail her heels on her boots were clicking. 

"Abagail, I'm tired of you always thinking you're going to be popular one day just because you dads the principal! You're mean to everyone and you still expect them to be nice to you." Carmella's voice was slowly getting louder until she was screaming at the top of her lungs. "Well you're never going to be popular so just stop taking other peoples things. That doesn't make you cool. By the way we all know that bag is a fake."

"Well- Abagail started to scream, her voice was a shout as well. 

"I don't want to hear you saying how you're daddy's going to give us detention." Carmella screamed.

"Well my dad is going to give you detention, I'm tried of you acting like you're in charge of everyone. You always think you're never going to get in trouble just because everyone loves you. Well I'm here to stop you!" Abagail screamed at the very,very, very top of her lungs.��

Virgina spoke up with the air of someone very proper and formal. "Actually, the truth is that you are being hypocritical about them because you're actually the one whose doing all of those things. Also I very humbly agree about you're bag being a cheap knock off version of a 'Creme Da La Lay' Handbag. That is all I wish to say." Virgina said all in the manner of they were merely discussing the weather.

"And you with all of you're fancy pants talk with 'merely, humbly and hypocritical.' Abigail's best friend, Jamie Rottweiler said with the anger of a tiger having its babies attacked.

"Well, must I say it is much better than being a tattle tale or know as a snitch." Now Jamie always told on people whether they disagreed with her or whether they sat next to her, she was always telling on people. Virginia said with the humbleness of a poet telling its poem.

"Oh, you did not just go there, Virpina Poo Permont." Jamie said with so much anger that it was surprising that she looked like she was about to cry. "Oh Mrs. Lunch lady, they're calling me names like 'Poomie, Joomie'. They made me cry then they laughed about it." Jamie said her lip quivering.

"That is so not true, she's so lying!  Marcella said levelheaded. Ask anyone in this room what happened and they'll say Jamie's lying. So I'm 100% certain that Jamie was lying and I wasn't making it up. Mrs. Wilbur.

"Now, sweetie, I believe you and I'm going to give Jamie detention! Now not one peep from you young lady." When Jamie was going to open her mouth to complain.

"Yeah, good job Marcy!" Rosie, Virginia, and Carmella all shouted starting a chant, that everyone in the whole cafeteria shouted expect for Abagail.

"Mar-Cy! Mar-Cy! Mar-Cy! Mar-Cy! Mar-Cy! Mar-C-Ella! Mar-C-Ella! Mar-C-Ella!" The crowd roared.

Bong, Dong, Bing-a-ling Dong. Went the bell loud and clear over the chanting.

"Um, will Abigail and Rosie and her 3 friends please come down to Mr. Tomson's office at 3:00, right after school ends? Thank you have a great day." Said the voice through the speaker.

"Oooooo, looks like Ms. Goody-Goody's in trouble along with Ms. Smarty Pants, Ms. Prankster, and Ms. Brave." Abagail crowed.

"For you're info- you're probably in trouble too." Marcy said matter-of-factly.

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Crazy Duckling

It was the afternoon on Sunday, July 1st. It was a couple weeks after my 9th birthday. It was a beautiful day to go swimming, sunny and hot. After lunch I begged my dad "Please dad please, can we go to the pool?"

 Now we live in a condo so we have a pool 1 minute away if we walked. 

"Ok Shin Be, go get ready"

 "Yes!!! Thanks dad! By the way could we invite Christina? We live right across from her?" I begged

Christina was a friend of mine just a year older than me. My birthday was on her half birthday and her birthday was on my half birthday. 

"Sure, I'll go invite her than I'll come back up to get you." He said half excited and half tired.

"Great thanks" I exclaimed with excitement in my voice.

I was thinking, this is going to be awesome! So we walked to the pool with Christina and we found out that a couple people were already there. I remembering another time I was at the pool, I was 5 and my dad was teaching me how to swim and float on my back. There was just as many people there as there was now. 

"Come on, last one in is a rotten egg!" Christina sang while she was running towards the water.

 "You're on" I said and not wanting to be the rotten egg I ran and jumped right into the light blue, faint green pool making a huge splash of water land on Christina! The cool water felt refreshing after standing it the blistering hot sun. 

"Hey, I'll get you back!" So she jumped into the water splashing me back. With a bi g cannonball.

 "Ha, Ha!" I said sarcastically.

 So we were laughing and playing but we noticed that my dad disapeared for a while and when he came back he brought a cooler full of snacks.

 "Thanks Papa! I was getting really hungry!"

 "Thank you Mr. Felsner, I was also hungry!" 

Then it happened, right when we sat down to eat it the very far corner with a big cream colored umbrella. The big wicker chairs were also cream colored. The chairs were very big with tall handles and a back that be moved backwards and forwards. Christina and I could fit in one chair together and still have room. 

A big duck honked from a little outside of the pool gate. We weren't scared, becuase a duck never came inside of the gate anyways. The brown and green Mallard duck with its little ducklings waddling behind her.

 "1,2,3,4,5. 5 baby ducklings!" My dad said in amazement. 

"Wow, that a lot of ducklings, you don't think the momma will attack us do you? Christina asked.

 "If we don't tease the duck it won't attack us." 

In my head I thinking, oh no what if the duck does attack us. I think I'll just throw some bread at it. When at that moment the duck and its ducklings jumped the fence and started honking really loudly. The 5 baby ducklings were learning to swim the first time in this pool. That remembered again when I was learning how to swim and my dad was helping me just like the momma duck was helping the ducklings. Then the mom stopped helping them and started to honk at us getting right up in our face. The he duck was honking at every single person in the pool. Then for one reason or another, the duck started to come after us. At that moment, dad took a huge hunk of bread and cheese and held it right in front of the duck. 

"You want the bread?" my dad said. "Then go get it!" He threw the bread so far with a graceful arc, it went over the gate and far, far away. I had a thousand thoughts whirling inside my head. What would happen if my dad didn't throw it far enough or the duck didn't even want it. What if the duck still decided to attack us instead of going after the bread? I was still thinking about those things when I heard a honk. I looked up and saw the ducks waddling away from the pool probably thing about how mean my dad is.  I'm so glad that that idea worked because if my dad hadn't thrown that bread than those ducks would've pecked us. So right after the duck left we went back to having our snack. Of ham and a little more bread and cheese that he saved a little of so we could have a sandwich. After that it was getting late so we dropped off Christina at her house then we walked home and the whole time I was thinking about today and how I learned that you shouldn't panic in suatitations. I can't wait until tomorrow. 

AHW

My Great Aunt Jean:

Today we were visiting my great aunt Jean that I never met in my whole life. We just pulled up to the parking lot in our red car. We all got out of the car, my mom carrying the box of Dunkin' Doughnuts, and I was carrying my dads IPhone and my ear buds. We walked towards the Senior Center where she lived with her daughter Linda.
"Do you think she'll have a dog? I really love dogs!" I exclaimed with excitement.
"She might have a dog, she is a dog lover. Did you know she used to have a dog named Bobo?"
"Really? I never knew that, well maybe she got another dog." I said hope bubbling in my voice.
We walked into the Senior Center and my mom pulled at the handle. It wouldn't budge.
"Here let me try." I said
So I walked forwards and tugged as hard as I can and it still wouldn't open. The clear glass door with wood painted to look like gold just sat there not budging while I was tugging at the door with all my might.
"Oh wait you have to buzz in with the person you're visiting. OK so 211."
Bzzz went the buzzer.
"Hello? Who is it?" A voice said from the buzzer speaker.
"Hi, Aunt Jean? Its Roger and family." My dad said speaking loud because my aunt Jean is a little hard if hearing.
"Oh hi, its Linda." Came the voice again.
"Great, can you buzz me in?"
"Sure, I'm going to do it right now, oh and Roger. We're on the 2nd floor."
"Ok Linda, thank you."
No response, that must mean they're going to buzz us in right now. I thought to myself. I just remembered what this felt like: meeting my grandfather Liberetorie. It felt the exact same way expect when he opened the door a big black dog that reached up to my waist came running at us and I knelt down and was petting it and letting it lick me all over. The dogs name was Harley and the dog would follow me around everywhere. I was really bummed to find out that Harley died a couple weeks ago.

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"Oh my gosh, I can't believe they think they can copy us!" Rosalina De La Lune exclaimed.
"I know" Echoed Rosalina's 3 sidekicks/ besties: Carmella De Stefano, Marcella La Pynchon and Virginia El Vermont.
Rosalina and her friends were sitting down at their very own personalized lunch table complete with an umbrella and fancy plates and silverware. They even got their own servers.
"They totally copied our idea for the science project and our community project. That's so not fair."
"Do you want me to go over to their table and talk to them?" Carmella yelled in an angry voice. "That was our best project idea.
"Carmella, you know that they would tell on us even if we didn't do anything, its all because her dad is the principal."
In Rosalina's head she was thinking about what her her friends would do if that happend: Carmella: the mischievous one who would pull a prank on them, Marcella: the brainiest one would come up with a brilliant way to tackle that problem, Virginia: the proper one who never gets in trouble would come up with a perfect alibi . Last but not least herself, I see myself as the nice, kind generous, and I will stand up for things I believe in. I'm also loyal honest and a great friend.I would stand up for my friends at all costs. I wonder what everyone else sees me as? That's exactly what I was thinking when our enemy group: The Sparkly Sparkles walked up to us with the principal, who was the leaders dad. The leader of the group is Abigail Tomson and meanest girl in the grade who tries desperately to be popular. 

"Well, well well, look what we have here" Mr. Tomson said with contempt. " Having this kind of nonsense is against school rules and I will have to take this table away from you as well as all of the bling on this table. Do you understand me?" Mr. Tomson now practically yelling. 

"Yes Mr. Tomson, we understand." Thè group said in unison as well as being very glum and monotone.

"Ok, sweetie we'll have this table delivered to you right away." The principal said with love in his voice.

"Thanks Daddy, you're the best." Abigail said.

"You're very welcome, sweetie" The principal said while he gave Abigail a hug. While Abigail was giving her dad a hug she was facing Rosalina (Rosie) and she gave them a mean facing while she was mouthing the word losers.

"Uh, Mr. Tomson, your daughter was calling us losers and making mean faces at us." Rosie said.

"Nonsense, I know you're upset about getting you're table taken away but that doesn't mean you have to make things up. That shows very poor character. I'm really disappointed in you." He said in a disapproving tone.

"But-

"I don't want to hear it Rosalina De La Lune. That better be your last word I hear from you today." The principal said with a tone of authority.

"Yes sir." Rosie said very glumly.

The principal now left and Carmella stood up wearing her pale pink dress with the light sprig mint colored trim around the hem. She walked over to Abagail her heels on her boots were clicking. 

"Abagail, I'm tired of you always thinking you're going to be popular one day just because you dads the principal! You're mean to everyone and you still expect them to be nice to you." Carmella's voice was slowly getting louder until she was screaming at the top of her lungs. "Well you're never going to be popular so just stop taking other peoples things. That doesn't make you cool. By the way we all know that bag is a fake."

"Well- Abagail started to scream, her voice was a shout as well. 

"I don't want to hear you saying how you're daddy's going to give us detention." Carmella screamed.

"Well my dad is going to give you detention, I'm tried of you acting like you're in charge of everyone. You always think you're never going to get in trouble just because everyone loves you. Well I'm here to stop you!" Abagail screamed at the very,very, very top of her lungs.��

Virgina spoke up with the air of someone very proper and formal. "Actually, the truth is that you are being hypocritical about them because you're actually the one whose doing all of those things. Also I very humbly agree about you're bag being a cheap knock off version of a 'Creme Da La Lay' Handbag. That is all I wish to say." Virgina said all in the manner of they were merely discussing the weather.

"And you with all of you're fancy pants talk with 'merely, humbly and hypocritical.' Abigail's best friend, Jamie Rottweiler said with the anger of a tiger having its babies attacked.

"Well, must I say it is much better than being a tattle tale or know as a snitch." Now Jamie always told on people whether they disagreed with her or whether they sat next to her, she was always telling on people. Virginia said with the humbleness of a poet telling its poem.

"Oh, you did not just go there, Virpina Poo Permont." Jamie said with so much anger that it was surprising that she looked like she was about to cry. "Oh Mrs. Lunch lady, they're calling me names like poomie. They made me cry then they laughed about it." Jamie said her lip quivering.

 

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"Oh my gosh, I can't believe they think they can copy us!" Rosalina De La Lune exclaimed.
"I know" Echoed Rosalina's 3 sidekicks/ besties: Carmella De Stefano, Marcella La Pynchon and Virginia El Vermont. 
Rosalina and her friends were sitting down at their very own personalized lunch table complete with an umbrella and fancy plates and silverware. They even got their own servers.
"They totally copied our idea for the science project and our community project. That's so not fair."
"Do you want me to go over to their table and talk to them?" Carmella yelled in an angry voice. "That was our best project idea.
"Carmella, you know that they would tell on us even if we didn't do anything, its all because her dad is the principal."
In Rosalina's head she was thinking about what her her friends would do if that happend: Carmella: the mischievous one who would pull a prank on them, Marcella: the brainiest one would come up with a brilliant way to tackle that problem, Virginia: the proper one who never gets in trouble would come up with a perfect alibi . Last but not least herself, I see myself as the nice, kind generous, and I will stand up for things I believe in. I'm also loyal honest and a great friend.I would stand up for my friends at all costs. I wonder what everyone else sees me as? That's exactly what I was thinking when our enemy group: The Sparkly Sparkles walked up to us with the principal, who was the leaders dad. The leader of the group is Abigail Tomson and meanest girl in the grade who tries desperately to be popular. 

"Well, well well, look what we have here" Mr. Tomson said with contempt. " Having this kind of nonsense is against school rules and I will have to take this table away from you as well as all of the bling on this table. Do you understand me?" Mr. Tomson now practically yelling. 

"Yes Mr. Tomson, we understand." Thè group said in unison as well as being very glum and monotone.

"Ok, sweetie we'll have this table delivered to you right away." The principal said with love in his voice.

"Thanks Daddy, you're the best." Abigail said.

"You're very welcome, sweetie" The principal said while he gave Abigail a hug. While Abigail was giving her dad a hug she was facing Rosalina (Rosie) and she gave them a mean facing while she was mouthing the word losers.

"Uh, Mr. Tomson, your daughter was calling us losers and making mean faces at us." Rosie said.

"Nonsense, I know you're upset about getting you're table taken away but that doesn't mean you have to make things up. That shows very poor character. I'm really disappointed in you." He said in a disapproving tone.

"But-

"I don't want to hear it Rosalina De La Lune. That better be your last word I hear from you today." The principal said with a tone of authority.

"Yes sir." Rosie said very glumly.

The principal now left and Carmella stood up wearing her pale pink dress with the light sprig mint colored trim around the hem. She walked over to Abagail her heels on her boots were clicking. 

"Abagail, I'm tired of you always thinking you're going to be popular one day just because you dads the principal! You're mean to everyone and you still expect them to be nice to you." Carmella's voice was slowly getting louder until she was screaming at the top of her lungs. "Well you're never going to be popular so just stop taking other peoples things. That doesn't make you cool. By the way we all know that bag is a fake."

"Well- Abagail started to scream, her voice was a shout as well. 

"I don't want to hear you saying how you're daddy's going to give us detention." Carmella screamed.

"Well my dad is going to give you detention, I'm tried of you acting like you're in charge of everyone. You always think you're never going to get in trouble just because everyone loves you. Well I'm here to stop you!" Abagail screamed at the very,very, very top of her lungs.👿

Virgina spoke up with the air of someone very proper and formal. "Actually, the truth is that you are being hypocritical about them because you're actually the one whose doing all of those things. Also I very humbly agree about you're bag being a cheap knock off version of a 'Creme Da La Lay' Handbag. That is all I wish to say." Virgina said all in the manner of they were merely discussing the weather.

"And you with all of you're fancy pants talk with 'merely, humbly and hypocritical.' Abigail's best friend, Jamie said with the anger of a tiger having its babies attacked.

Small Moment

Small Moment

Word Count Goal 300 words

It was the afternoon on Sunday, July 1st. It was a couple weeks after my 9th birthday. It was a beautiful day to go swimming, sunny and hot. After lunch I begged my dad "Please dad please, can we go to the pool?"

 Now we live in a condo so we have a pool 1 minute away if we walked. 

"Ok Shin Be, go get ready"

 "Yes!!! Thanks dad! By the way could we invite Christina? We live right across from her?" I begged

Christina was a friend of mine just a year older than me. My birthday was on her half birthday and her birthday was on my half birthday. 

"Sure, I'll go invite her than I'll come back up to get you." He said half excited and half tired.

"Great thanks" I exclaimed with excitement in my voice.

I was thinking, this is going to be awesome! So we walked to the pool with Christina and we found out that a couple people were already there. I remembering another time I was at the pool, I was 5 and my dad was teaching me how to swim and float on my back. There was just as many people there as there was now. 

"Come on, last one in is a rotten egg!" Christina sang while she was running towards the water.

 "You're on" I said and not wanting to be the rotten egg I ran and jumped right into the light blue, faint green pool making a huge splash of water land on Christina! The cool water felt refreshing after standing it the blistering hot sun. 

"Hey, I'll get you back!" So she jumped into the water splashing me back. With a bi g cannonball.

 "Ha, Ha!" I said sarcastically.

 So we were laughing and playing but we noticed that my dad disapeared for a while and when he came back he brought a cooler full of snacks.

 "Thanks Papa! I was getting really hungry!"

 "Thank you Mr. Felsner, I was also hungry!" 

Then it happened, right when we sat down to eat it the very far corner with a big cream colored umbrella. The big wicker chairs were also cream colored. The chairs were very big with tall handles and a back that be moved backwards and forwards. Christina and I could fit in one chair together and still have room. 

A big duck honked from a little outside of the pool gate. We weren't scared, becuase a duck never came inside of the gate anyways. The brown and green Mallard duck with its little ducklings waddling behind her.

 "1,2,3,4,5. 5 baby ducklings!" My dad said in amazement. 

"Wow, that a lot of ducklings, you don't think the momma will attack us do you? Christina asked.

 "If we don't tease the duck it won't attack us." 

In my head I thinking, oh no what if the duck does attack us. I think I'll just throw some bread at it. When at that moment the duck and its ducklings jumped the fence and started honking really loudly. The 5 baby ducklings were learning to swim the first time in this pool. That remembered again when I was learning how to swim and my dad was helping me just like the momma duck was helping the ducklings. Then the mom stopped helping them and started to honk at us getting right up in our face. The he duck was honking at every single person in the pool. Then for one reason or another, the duck started to come after us. At that moment, dad took a huge hunk of bread and cheese and held it right in front of the duck. 

"You want the bread?" my dad said. "Then go get it!" He threw the bread so far with a graceful arc, it went over the gate and far, far away. I had a thousand thoughts whirling inside my head. What would happen if my dad didn't throw it far enough or the duck didn't even want it. What if the duck still decided to attack us instead of going after the bread? I was still thinking about those things when I heard a honk. I looked up and saw the ducks waddling away from the pool probably thing about how mean my dad is.  I'm so glad that that idea worked because if my dad hadn't thrown that bread than those ducks would've pecked us. So right after the duck left we went back to having our snack. Of ham and a little more bread and cheese that he saved a little of so we could have a sandwich. After that it was getting late so we dropped off Christina at her house then we walked home and the whole time I was thinking about today and how I learned that you shouldn't panic in suatitations. I can't wait until tomorrow. 

AHW

"Oh my gosh, I can't believe they think they can copy us!" Rosalina De La Lune exclaimed.
"I know" Echoed Rosalina's 3 sidekicks/ besties: Carmella De Stefano, Marcella La Pynchon and Virginia El Vermont. 
Rosalina and her friends were sitting down at their very own personalized lunch table complete with an umbrella and fancy plates and silverware. They even got their own servers.
"They totally copied our idea for the science project and our community project. That's so not fair."
"Do you want me to go over to their table and talk to them?" Carmella yelled in an angry voice. "That was our best project idea.
"Carmella, you know that they would tell on us even if we didn't do anything, its all because her dad is the principal."
In Rosalina's head she was thinking about what her her friends would do if that happend: Carmella: the mischievous one who would pull a prank on them, Marcella: the brainiest one would come up with a brilliant way to tackle that problem, Virginia: the proper one who never gets in trouble would come up with a perfect alibi . Last but not least herself, I see myself as the nice, kind generous, and I will stand up for things I believe in. I'm also loyal honest and a great friend.I would stand up for my friends at all costs. I wonder what everyone else sees me as? That's exactly what I was thinking when our enemy group: The Sparkly Sparkles walked up to us with the principal, who was the leaders dad. The leader of the group is Abigail Tomson and meanest girl in the grade who tries desperately to be popular. 

"Well, well well, look what we have here" Mr. Tomson said with contempt. " Having this kind of nonsense is against school rules and I will have to take this table away from you as well as all of the bling on this table. Do you understand me?" Mr. Tomson now practically yelling. 

"Yes Mr. Tomson, we understand." Thè group said in unison as well as being very glum and monotone.

"Ok, sweetie we'll have this table delivered to you right away." The principal said with love in his voice.

"Thanks Daddy, you're the best." Abigail said.

"You're very welcome, sweetie" The principal said while he gave Abigail a hug. While Abigail was giving her dad a hug she was facing Rosalina (Rosie) and she gave them a mean facing while she was mouthing the word losers.

"Uh, Mr. Tomson, your daughter was calling us losers and making mean faces at us." Rosie said.

"Nonsense, I know you're upset about getting you're table taken away but that doesn't mean you have to make things up. That shows very poor character. I'm really disappointed in you." He said in a disapproving tone.

"But-

"I don't want to hear it Rosalina De La Lune. That better be your last word I hear from you today." The principal said with a tone of authority.

"Yes sir." Rosie said very glumly.

The principal now left and Carmella stood up wearing her pale pink dress with the light sprig mint colored trim around the hem. She walked over to Abagail her heels on her boots were clicking. 

"Abagail, I'm tired of you always thinking you're going to be popular one day just because you dads the principal! You're mean to everyone and you still expect them to be nice to you." Carmella's voice was slowly getting louder until she was screaming at the top of her lungs. "Well you're never going to be popular so just stop taking other peoples things. That doesn't make you cool. By the way we all know that bag is a fake."

"Well- Abagail started to scream, her voice was a shout as well. 

"I don't want to hear you saying how you're daddy's going to give us detention." Carmella screamed.

"Well my dad is going to give you detention, I'm tried of you acting like you're in charge of everyone.