Gwen*Writing a poem* My herz feels empty without you. It turned black and stopped beating. *Someone knocks on her door* Gwen:Yeah? *Someone opens it* Trixy:It's me. Gwen:Hey! *Hugs her* I haven't seen Du in forever!!! Trixy:Gwen! I heard what had happened between Du and Trent. Gwen:Yeah. Trixy:He was a total jerk!!! Gwen:No he wasn't!!! J-just leave me alone *Cries into her pillow* Trixy:That's it! I'm callin help!!! *Calls a lot of peoPle* Over here now!!! *Hangs up* Gwen:Who was that? Trixy:You'll find out later. *Doorbell Rings* Trixy:I got it!!! *Answers it* She's in her room. *Leshawna,Lindsay,Bridgette,and Amber come in* Gwen:What are y'all doin here??? Bridgette:We're here to help Du get over Trent. Amber:By gettin Du a new BF. Gwen:And? What do I need a new boyfriend for???? Lindsay:We're givin Du a makeover!!! Now come here!!! *2 hours later* Gwen:I Liebe it!! Amber:Good!! Let's go boy hunting!!
Noah's P.O.V
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I remember the first Tag at camp Wawanaka. I reconized Courtney right away. She's easy to remember. And besides, she's always giving me dirty looks in school. Why? Well it all started Freshaman year. It was pretty obious that she was the smartest girl and I was the smartest guy. We were both running for class president. I won. She was mad. Well, Mehr then mad. Everytime she saw me she'd eaither look away, try to trip me, oder jut give me dirty looks. It wasnt just the election though. It was everything. We were in the same class since pre-school all the way to high-school. And we competed at EVERYTHING. Who wrote better, who had Mehr friends, who had the best birthday partys. Childish stuff. But for some reason she was Schauspielen so nice. To everyone. I needed to find out what was going on. And fast.
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I remember the first Tag at camp Wawanaka. I reconized Courtney right away. She's easy to remember. And besides, she's always giving me dirty looks in school. Why? Well it all started Freshaman year. It was pretty obious that she was the smartest girl and I was the smartest guy. We were both running for class president. I won. She was mad. Well, Mehr then mad. Everytime she saw me she'd eaither look away, try to trip me, oder jut give me dirty looks. It wasnt just the election though. It was everything. We were in the same class since pre-school all the way to high-school. And we competed at EVERYTHING. Who wrote better, who had Mehr friends, who had the best birthday partys. Childish stuff. But for some reason she was Schauspielen so nice. To everyone. I needed to find out what was going on. And fast.
