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#9: Be the first person they tell everything to: Blues.
Boomer Jojo raced out of his driver's education class as fast as his power of flight would carry him. He zoomed above the street, a pink slip of paper clutched tightly in his hand. He didn't stop until he reached the familiar white house with the red door.
He found Bubbles in the garden out back, as he knew she would be.
"Bubbles! Guess what?!"
Bubbles put down her spade and looked up at him, an expectant look in her eyes. "What?"
He proudly held the pink slip of paper out to her, and she took it out of his hands to examine it.
"It's a parent permit!"
Bubbles nodded slowly. She still didn't understand.
He stared at her, wide eyed and disbelieving. "It means I can drive with a parent!" he said exasperatingly.
Bubbles' eyebrows raised, understanding now. "Oh! Good job, Boomer!"
He beamed.
All of a sudden, Boomer's phone rang and he rolled his eyes, taking it out of his pocket and answering it.
"Hello?" he waited a second, allowing the person on the other line to speak. "Mum... Mum I— Mum!" he sighed heavily. "I had to tell Bubbles first."
