From : 1(509)222-****
November 30, 2011 06:20AM Monday
Anthony,
Really? You just think that I’m a nerd? I’m a proud nerd. And I don’t want to even hear about my horrible sport playing skills… or about Chocolate Pancakes for at least ten years… As you can tell, I fell out right after I sent you my message. I know, living up to the good girl image and only staying up until (gasp) ten thirty. And I only deny our friendship because it really isn’t a friendship. It’s not like we even hang out during school hours. All you do is throw notes and aim for my head while I do the same.
Let’s get this straight… you didn’t ask to borrow my Physic’s homework because none was assigned for this weekend…
You know, if you hate the nickname Anthie so much then why do you call me Londie? It’s just a variant of that…?
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From : 1(509)555-****
November 30, 2011 06:46AM Monday
Again with waking me up early? London, you devil, I need my beauty sleep. But if you wanted to hang out with me during school, I can arrange that… But I’m not giving up our little paper ball war. It’s the only thing that keeps me up during Physic’s class. I could have sworn that homework was assigned for this weekend, though…
P.s Nerd suits you, London.
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