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(Levi) Yep...I am. (Coach) Levi? (Levi) *sigh* Here. (Coach) Tempo?
(Levi) Not even my MOM can get her to stop. And you know damn well who my mom is.
(Levi) I have. Many times. And she STILL doesn't let up. (coach) *blows whistle*
(Levi) Because the coach will always pick Spitfire first for everything, giving her more opportunities to harass me.
They all say "8008" Unlimited bits!
-gym class...- (Levi) *sigh* Tempo, I've never liked gym class...But this year, it;s worse than ever, because a certain soccer captain that you...
They're all made out of balloons. Unlimited trolls!
You can only use it for Call of Duty games, and you're forced to listen to the squeakers in every single server. Unlimited lamp oil, rope, and...
(Levi) All right! Anyway, I gotta get to my next class. See you later, Blues!
(Levi) We'll ask her during one of our free periods.
(Levi) Yeah, I guess you have a point there. Still, my mom and I tried baking her a cake, and not even that cheered her up. I think she might be...
(Levi) She's always grouchy like this. I don't think anyone could really do anything to genuinely cheer her up.
(Levi) It's cool, Blues. -bell rings- (Levi) That quiz took longer than it felt like.
(Levi) Hey! Whose side are you on, Blues?!
(Levi) Meh, probably like a 95 at the least. Nothing special for me. (Spitfire) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R8cZUhiP3us NERRRRRRRD! (Levi) Oh...
(Levi) -thinks: Dammit, Fleetfoot!- *continues the test*
(Levi) *is taking the test* (???) *puts a telescope near my desk and looks at my paper using it* (Levi) What the?! *smashes the telescope*...
(Levi) *whispers* I didn't jinx it. This is how it always is when she's ticked. I've come to expect this whenever something happens to ruin her...
(Levi) *whispers to Blues* I guess she's going to give a pop quiz because she's so ticked. (Cheerilee) Put your textbooks under your desks. We...
(Levi) -Inner monologue: I knew it wouldn't take long for her to drop the false happiness- *takes notes on laptop*
