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She typed as she once again wrote another essay for the stupid class at the stupid school where she had wasted 3 years of her miserably predictable and uninteresting life. She hated school day in and day out nothing but teachers giving you 16 hours of home work thinking that the are the only one of your 8 teachers to give you any homework at all, friends causing drama getting together one day and the next breaking up and crying on your shoulder. She was not popular she was not cool she had two friends in the entire school and they could still care less if she was there or not as they simplly tolerated her presence instead of enjoying it like most friends seemed to do. The only thing that kept her going was B3 every other day when he would come. Gregory James Peterson. Oh he was an attractive one. He sat next to her in their Psychology class and they would write little notes back and forth some involved very intense pictures involving hte teacher and terrible accidents that would end this otherwise uninteresting class.
This is how she lived day in and day out until one day Gregory showed up and her front doorstep and asked her the the one question she never thought she would hear being said to her.....ever.....
"Shabootie, would you like to go to prom with me?"..............................................................................
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