Hi. I'm Crystal. A lonely nerd, with no friends. I play flute and am a journalist. I'm in grade 8. I share almost all classes with two friends. Their names are Skylar and Taylor. They don't know I exist, which isn't surprising. They are very popular. They have so many friends. I'm so jealous. Now that this is turning into a sob story, let's stop whining and get into the real story.
If words are written like this they are words that aren't part of the story. They are words expressed by Arthur. Arthur will be introduced later.
If words are written like this they are not part of the story, they are words about thanks, other social media platforms, and other stories on this account. Or, they are me responding to something stupid Arthur wrote.
YOU ARE READING
Second Semester
Teen FictionThe argument my screwed up imagination came up with between fictional characters, Skylar and Taylor. Characters are based off my real life friends (I know, shocking: I actually have friends).
