in California
FRIDAY
Hey again. So do you want to know what I saw today? (If you don't too bad because I'm writing it anyways.) I saw Belinda with a guitar, playing some music. Nathan was singing, off-key, and Belinda kept screaming to get the notes right. And when they saw me they ran after me.
"Get back here, Silva!" Nathan shouted.
Eventually, Belinda grabbed me (which hurt) and made me not tell anyone. Made, as in, dunked me in the toilet to assure that I wouldn't peep.
But I did anyways. At lunch, I whispered to Liz (who was forlorn and lunchless), "Nathan can't sing and Belinda can play the guitar."
"How do you know?"
"Saw at recess."
"Which would explain the wet hair." Liz frowned
"Gave me a swirlie. Aren't they wonderful?"
"Golly gee, they are!"
We had to laugh.
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MONDAY
Don't ask me how this happened, but Belinda and Nathan found out I told Liz. Belinda punched me in the gut and gave me another swirlie. I said sorry, but I don't think they accepted it.
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Belinda is a girl name, you
Belinda is a girl name, you make it sound like she's a he! Yes, I can see, it IS a school story-- and it's getting a bit cliche! But don't let that get you down, it's still a piece of good writing! Continue, please.
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