Disclaimer: Umm.. Same. Carly Summer is strictly fictional, There is a girl named Carly in my english class but the name Summer came from me watching Buffy and she isn't anything like the real Carly.
Chapter 6: Questioning Carly
"I think we should talk to Carly," Rachel suggested. "It was her desk that got mysteriously smothered in bugs."
The other three nodded. "There she is," Chrissy said, pointing. They all walked over to her. She was surrounded by her friends.
"Uhh, hi!" Heather said. "Can we talk to Carly? Alone?"
The girls around her walked away to form packs somewhere else.
"Yeah?" Carly said before examining her nails and fiddling with her hair.
"Carly, we're wondering if you know where the bugs came from or why they were there," Stephanie explained.
"Do you even go to this school?" Carly asked skeptically. Rachel sighed.
"I'm in all your classes," Rachel growled.
"Oh. Well, I don't know why you're asking me. I didn't do anything, it wasn't my fault."
"We aren't blaming you," Chrissy assured her. "We're just wondering if you know anything about why they came. Do you have any connections to bugs or anything like that?"
"A connection?" Carly asked, looking at her as though she were insane. "No. Eww. I hate bugs." Just then a paper floated towards them and Heather bent down to pick it up.
"'Bugs'," she read. "By Carly Summers."
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