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Saturday, October 30, 2010

Post # 25, Jammies and Gabrielle.

After an tiring day at the arcade, I was home for the rest of the day.

My attempt at teaching Coconut how to play dead failed.... if you were curious.

I did 1/4 of my homework cause I was bored...

Then, I tried to teach Tina how to roll over, epic fail.

Then I tried on my hamster Jazz, well I had no hopes for her either soo......

I texted Sophia 10 times. texts like:

Hey!

whatcha doing?

eating what?

Really, that sounds good.

No, I won't stop texting you.

Because I'm bored.

What are you doing tomorrow?

I never carved a pumpkin before.

Yes, I like coconut cream pie.

Then I tried making fun of AG knock-offs...

I looked for scary stories....

I even send a letter to Ag factory....

And I hear a soft knock coming from my door.
I looked through the peep hole and saw... Black hair?

I dared my self to ask "who"

I heard in a low soft voice...
"It's me."

At this point, it's starting to sound like a scary story....

So daredevil me looked at the peep hole again...

The black haired-head looked at the peep hole, blue bright eyes.

"Gabrielle?" I said as I opened the door.

She looked at the floor.

"What are you doing here?" I asked as I kicked one of the dogs toys from the middle.

"Why hello there coconut, hey Tina! Oh I came to give you this." She greeted the dogs and gave me a plastic bag.

It had my MUSIC tee and my jammies in it.

"Thanks... I guess." I said, awkwardly.

"I have something for you too... Some where... Step in...." I said.

Her flats clicked as she walked into my wooden floors and quietly sat down in my bean bag.

I scattered through the top shelf of my closet that contained a box with all the pictures and things Gabrielle gave me, my old clothes and mostly stuff that Gabrielle gave me including paintings and crafts.

I got a plastic bag from the kitchen and quickly folded everything into the bag.

"Here... Just your jammies and some clothes." I passed her the plastic bag.

"Thanks. You were awesome that day...." She said.

"Thanks!" I said.

When the kim possible sound (You know that sound when she gets a message) played, I got a text.

Gabrielle spotted my phone...

"Rodger? Haha! Brownie? Pathetic! I can't wait to tell Marga-" She stopped and giggled.

"Good-bye Gabrielle." I said, mad.

"It's Gabbie now. Not "Gabrielle" Or "Gabbie-L" Whatever you use to call me." She said.

I slammed my door.
Mad Again.

Now Margaret is going to hate me x10000.

UGH I hate Gabrielle Amber Taylor.

Yet, I wish I had her right now.

~BELLS mad that she's in love

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