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The Bad Boy Stole My Pudding Cup

The Bad Boy Stole My Pudding Cup

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Dezy By imhungryyy Updated Oct 17, 2015

No way.

It cannot be him.

Carter Fields is in my kitchen.   

The bad boy was in my kitchen, raiding my fridge.

I stepped out from behind the wall and coughed awkwardly. He turned around and let out a high pitched scream and dropped- my pudding cup! 

Oh, no he didn't. Someone better hold my earrings!  

"Give me my pudding cups!" I yelled, I swear I must have looked like a wildebeest.   I advanced towards Carter Fields, umbrella at the ready.   

No one messes with my pudding cups. 

No one.

Elongating - to increase in length or to draw out to greater length🤓 
                              (Just to clear up confusion)
The real question is who DOESN'T have a party on a Tuesday night?! 
                              Me, that's who. Because I'm a nobody outside of Wattpad. *le sigh*
lmao_who_are_you lmao_who_are_you Oct 20, 2016
Huh I don't talk nerd 
                              Lmao jk but seriously what is that foreign word
popcornpops1 popcornpops1 Oct 12, 2016
Sometimes I actually like it when the teacher switches seats because then I can annoy whoever is sitting beside me. Hehehe evil.
NicoleQuach NicoleQuach Jan 09
I'm so disappointed and idk why but I'm so disappointed, u sound like a little girl having her first crush 😭😂 makes me a little sad 😂😂😂