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--Library--
"Hey," Marissa said, "Sorry I'm late, I was getting ice-cream with Nick."
"Hi," Dot said who'd already been with me for a few minutes.
"Holly's now here yet," I said.
"She's probably making out with Billy behind the gym," Dot said
Then we all giggled.
Then, Holly came in, with her hair a little messed up, "Hi, sorry I'm late."
"What were you doing?" Dot asked.
"Nothing," she said.
We giggled again.
"So, what are we doing here?" Marissa said, putting her stuff down.
"Um…" I said, getting up and grabbing a pair of books in each hand ,"Our yearbook, from last year."
"Aww…" Marissa groaned, "My picture was terrible!"
"Well, we're not looking for you? Are we?" Holy said, picking up a yearbook.
After I described him to Holly and Dot, we began to work.
"I found him!" Dot said, pushing her book into the middle of our table.
The librarian told us to quiet down.
"Says here his name is 'Craig Abbe', 11th grade."
"Then why doesn't Casey know him?" Dot asked, "They're in the same grade. They probably have some classes together."
"Maybe this is some scheme, like, cooked up by Heather and her minions!" Marissa said.
"They got a kid to switch schools and pretend to like me, just so I would be miserable?" I asked, eyebrows raised. "A bit farfetched, don't you think?"
"No, she's done some crazy stuff," Marissa protested. "Remember in freshman year when she put those dead frogs in your locker? That was crazy."
"How could I forget? They were dead frogs!" I laughed. "All my stuff smelled like frogs for a week!"
"Well, I doubt we're going to find anything else from the yearbooks. What do you guys want to do now?" I asked.
"I gotta get home and babysit Anika and Beppy!" Dot said, "I didn't even notice the time! Bye guys!" she ran out of the library.
"Well, if three's a crowd, four's a rally," Holly said.
"I guess…"
"So, smoothies anyone?" Marissa asked.