Chapter 36

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I sighed as I walked to Four.

"Ok class you will have a competition with your partner. You will run, push up, Volleyball and soccer." Coach Amar say.

 I start running and Four gets ahead of me. He starts to slow down half way from the finish line and I speed up and hit the finish line before him and the resyt of our classmates. I laugh as I win. Don't get me wrong I was still mad about what happened wiht Four and his little slut.

I just need to relax. The rest of class is a blur. i quickly change. I walk out and loop my arm with Christina's.

"Come on girlie." I say.

"Okay girlie." She says and we both giggle.

When we get to the mall, we go to Spencer's. I buy a back shirt with graffiti on it and she get a pink shirt with graffiti on it. She buys black pants and I buy army skinny jeans. She gets pink high top wedges and I get the back ones. Since we are singing together we decided to match. Then I drop her home and go home. Anna is with the twins. Kelly and Bubbles are at Kelly's house. So I just go for a walk. I walk past Four's house.

I love him, but he doesn't want or need me. I am small and can't do anything.

I walk back to my house and practice for the Talent Show.

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I am backstage with Christina, we are warming up. Then they call us up. I walk on stage and we start singing:

"Singing Radiohead at the top of our lungs

With the boom box blaring as we're falling in love

Got a bottle of whatever, but it's getting us drunk

Singing here's to never growing up

Call up all our friends, go hard this weekend

For no damn reason, I don't think we'll ever change

Meet you at the spot, half past ten o'clock

We don't ever stop, and we're never gonna change

Say, won't you stay forever stay

If you stay forever hey

We can stay forever young

Singing Radiohead at the top of our lungs

With the boom box blaring as we're falling in love

Got a bottle of whatever, but it's getting us drunk

Singing, here's to never growing up

We'll be running down the street, yelling "Kiss my ass!"

I'm like yeah whatever, we're still living like that

When the sun's going down, we'll be raising our cups

Singing, here's to never growing up

Oh whoa, oh whoa, here's to never growing up

Oh whoa, oh whoa, here's to never growing up

We live like rock stars, dance on every bar

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