Jo’s POV
“Yo, Jo come on!” sagte my friend, Sarah.
“I’m coming,” I responded. We were waiting at the mall for our two other friends, Dylan and Sam. They were supposed to meet us in front of the water brunnen in five Minuten and so far we hadn’t seen them.
“Maybe Sam dragged Dylan to get some chow?” I inferred.
“Whatever, that bluse is mine!” exclaimed Sarah. She then took off in the direction of the blouse.
“Wait up!” shouted a familiar voice.
“Dylan, Sam! Where have Du been?”
“Apparently, Sam wanted to get some Chick-fil-A before we came,” Dylan said, rolling...
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