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Lizzie noticed something white on the ground. She bent over and picked it up. It was the letter. Lizzie's first impulse was to rip it up, but she decided to send it to Miranda anyway. She then wrote another quick letter and put it in the envelope with this one.
Gordo was pacing around his cabin, feeling nervous. The dance was the perfect chance, but fear was taking over him. He wanted to skip the dance so he could avoid Lizzie. Either that, or get sick on Friday.
"Gordon, man, stop pacing! You're like, gonna wear a hole in our floor. That'd be dangerous, you could like fall to China. Wait, that'd be cool actually."
"Ethan, shut up!" Mark, another boy in the cabin yelled. Mark had blond hair and blue eyes. The girls all thought he'd make a good match for Mindy.
"Hey, guys! Guess what I heard?" Tom shouted. He had just run into their cabin.
"What?" everyone asked.
"Cabin 3 can't go to the dance anymore!"
"You're kidding!" Gordo said.
The whole cabin turned and stared at Gordo. Gordo realized he had surprised them.
"No, Gordo. They refused to apologize to Kate or something, you know, the hot one?"
Gordo wanted to puke at that thought. Kate, hot? Nasty! "She's not that hot."
"Oh come on, Gordo! She is stacked!"
"She's mean. I'd know, she goes to my school."
"Who cares? She's hot, and I hope she'll go out with me!"
"Why would you want to go out with her?"
"She's hot, and she's not a little girl still like all the others in that cabin. They're all still clinging to their mommies' rules."
"That's a stupid reason to go out with her."
"No it's not."
"Whatever," Gordo said, deciding to go for a walk. After a few minutes, he bumped into someone.
"OW!" the person screamed.
"Sorry about that," Gordo apologized, helping the person up. He noticed her blond hair glint in the moonlight. "Lizzie?"
"GORDO?"
"What are you doing out this late?"
"Nothing!" Lizzie replied, sounding nervous. She quickly hid the letter behind her back. "What are you doing out?"
"I was going for a walk! What are you hiding?"
"Hiding? I'm not hiding anything! Listen Gordo, I gotta go now. Bye!"
Gordo watched her run away.
'That was close!' Lizzie thought as she ran off. Of all the people to bump into, why'd it have to be Gordo? Lizzie wished it could have been anyone else, even KATE!
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The next morning, the girls decided to ask Mrs. Makay if their no dance punishment was lifted. They decided to have Mindy do it.
"Wait, maybe we should have Sandra. She's the youngest, and she looks young for her age. Mrs. Makay might be nicer," Maddie suggested.
"No. Mindy is hurt right now. She'll do fine," Sandra replied.
Mindy walked into the office slowly, as if she was in great pain. "Hello, Mrs. Makay," she mumbled, in a voice filled with pain. The girls tried their hardest not to start laughing.
"Mindy? What's wrong?"
"This hand of mine, ohhh! The pain! It hurts so much! The only comforting thing is the fact that we have the dance. Ahhhhh, OWWW!"
"Mindy, I'm sorry, but there won't be a dance for your cabin."
"What? NO! OWWW!" Mindy shrieked, clutching her hand.
"Mindy? Are you hurt? Miss Kirby?"
"AHHHHHHHHH! THE PAIN!" Mindy screamed, as she pretended to pass out. She fell on the floor, writhing in agony.
"Mindy? Mindy?"
"Please, Mrs. Makay! Let us go! OWW! MY HAND! PLEASE LET US!"
"I'm sorry, Mindy. That is your punishment."
"AHHH! OWWWW! PAIN! MY HAND! IT HURTS!"
"Mindy, I'm sorry. Now, come on. Get up. Your hand can't be that horrible."
"OW!"
"Miss Kirby, I demand this stops! Your hand cannot hurt that badly. Stand up, and get out of my office. For this performance I should add more chores to your sentence! Get up!"
Mindy stood up, knowing she was defeated.
"Goodbye, Miss Kirby."
"It was good acting, Mindy," Sandra said.
"Yeah!" Amy laughed. "Ow, my hand! That was great."
"Well, we're still not going to the dance!"
"Mindy, we can get back at Kate somehow for this one," Maddie said.
"Hmmm."
"I still wish we could go to the dance," Lizzie whispered, but no one heard her.
Lizzie noticed something white on the ground. She bent over and picked it up. It was the letter. Lizzie's first impulse was to rip it up, but she decided to send it to Miranda anyway. She then wrote another quick letter and put it in the envelope with this one.
Gordo was pacing around his cabin, feeling nervous. The dance was the perfect chance, but fear was taking over him. He wanted to skip the dance so he could avoid Lizzie. Either that, or get sick on Friday.
"Gordon, man, stop pacing! You're like, gonna wear a hole in our floor. That'd be dangerous, you could like fall to China. Wait, that'd be cool actually."
"Ethan, shut up!" Mark, another boy in the cabin yelled. Mark had blond hair and blue eyes. The girls all thought he'd make a good match for Mindy.
"Hey, guys! Guess what I heard?" Tom shouted. He had just run into their cabin.
"What?" everyone asked.
"Cabin 3 can't go to the dance anymore!"
"You're kidding!" Gordo said.
The whole cabin turned and stared at Gordo. Gordo realized he had surprised them.
"No, Gordo. They refused to apologize to Kate or something, you know, the hot one?"
Gordo wanted to puke at that thought. Kate, hot? Nasty! "She's not that hot."
"Oh come on, Gordo! She is stacked!"
"She's mean. I'd know, she goes to my school."
"Who cares? She's hot, and I hope she'll go out with me!"
"Why would you want to go out with her?"
"She's hot, and she's not a little girl still like all the others in that cabin. They're all still clinging to their mommies' rules."
"That's a stupid reason to go out with her."
"No it's not."
"Whatever," Gordo said, deciding to go for a walk. After a few minutes, he bumped into someone.
"OW!" the person screamed.
"Sorry about that," Gordo apologized, helping the person up. He noticed her blond hair glint in the moonlight. "Lizzie?"
"GORDO?"
"What are you doing out this late?"
"Nothing!" Lizzie replied, sounding nervous. She quickly hid the letter behind her back. "What are you doing out?"
"I was going for a walk! What are you hiding?"
"Hiding? I'm not hiding anything! Listen Gordo, I gotta go now. Bye!"
Gordo watched her run away.
'That was close!' Lizzie thought as she ran off. Of all the people to bump into, why'd it have to be Gordo? Lizzie wished it could have been anyone else, even KATE!
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The next morning, the girls decided to ask Mrs. Makay if their no dance punishment was lifted. They decided to have Mindy do it.
"Wait, maybe we should have Sandra. She's the youngest, and she looks young for her age. Mrs. Makay might be nicer," Maddie suggested.
"No. Mindy is hurt right now. She'll do fine," Sandra replied.
Mindy walked into the office slowly, as if she was in great pain. "Hello, Mrs. Makay," she mumbled, in a voice filled with pain. The girls tried their hardest not to start laughing.
"Mindy? What's wrong?"
"This hand of mine, ohhh! The pain! It hurts so much! The only comforting thing is the fact that we have the dance. Ahhhhh, OWWW!"
"Mindy, I'm sorry, but there won't be a dance for your cabin."
"What? NO! OWWW!" Mindy shrieked, clutching her hand.
"Mindy? Are you hurt? Miss Kirby?"
"AHHHHHHHHH! THE PAIN!" Mindy screamed, as she pretended to pass out. She fell on the floor, writhing in agony.
"Mindy? Mindy?"
"Please, Mrs. Makay! Let us go! OWW! MY HAND! PLEASE LET US!"
"I'm sorry, Mindy. That is your punishment."
"AHHH! OWWWW! PAIN! MY HAND! IT HURTS!"
"Mindy, I'm sorry. Now, come on. Get up. Your hand can't be that horrible."
"OW!"
"Miss Kirby, I demand this stops! Your hand cannot hurt that badly. Stand up, and get out of my office. For this performance I should add more chores to your sentence! Get up!"
Mindy stood up, knowing she was defeated.
"Goodbye, Miss Kirby."
"It was good acting, Mindy," Sandra said.
"Yeah!" Amy laughed. "Ow, my hand! That was great."
"Well, we're still not going to the dance!"
"Mindy, we can get back at Kate somehow for this one," Maddie said.
"Hmmm."
"I still wish we could go to the dance," Lizzie whispered, but no one heard her.