Single as a pringle...

That's what I am, and I hate it. I thought I could live without Michael.

But I cant, and I won't.
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I put on a floral strapless sweetheart top dress. It's tight around my body, then I put on black heels.

My hair is curled and lays on my black leather jacket. Luckily Michael's girlfriend hasn't said anything boochy.

I bite into my strawberry and look at Michael. The bell rings and everyone leaves to their next class.

Michael walks with me since his class is near my locker rooms. "So, how have you and Keke been?" I ask him.

"Good, we're exited for the dance. Well, she is anyway." He says. "Well, see you later." He says, he runs to his class and I walk in the locker rooms.

I go to my locker and stand behind the bench. 7,12,1.

It unlocks and I put my P.E shoes and clothes on top of my locker. Then take my heels off and put them in the locker.

I take of my dress and put on my black joggers and white tee that says babe in big black letters on it.

I put on my white tennis shoes and leave the locker room sitting on my assigned roll call number.

My p.e. teacher stands in front of us all. Her black hair in a messy bun and athletic gear.

"Today we will be doing some tumbling and balancing." She says,"so find a partner and get on the mats. Make sure you take your shoes off." She says.

I grab a random girl and get on the matt with her. "So, do you wanna go first when we start?" She asks, I nod and smile.
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I'm in my car listening to music as I drive to a taffy candy store. I'm gonna try to make a gift for Michael since Valentine's day is next week.

I'm still planning on how I want it to look. And I have to go to the dance. That's the only way I can get him.

I park in the empty space and take my keys out the engine. Then walk into the building.

A sweet sick to my stomach smell drifts to my nose. I look in little tubs filled with salt water taffies. I get a bag and start putting flavours in it.

I take a tie and tie the bag. I get another bag and put my own flavours in it. I put a scoop. mango, smores, cherry, rootbeer, cotton candy, and more.

I get some chocolates and end up spending thirteen dollars. I get  back in my car and drive to Charlotte Ruse to buy a new dress.
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The dress I found for the dance is cute. Or as Gretchen Wieners would say, 'So Fetch.'

I take of the dress and put it back on the hanger. Slipping back on my black ripped jeans and pink crop top.

I grab the dress and leave the dressing room. Then go to the cash register.

"That'll be $26.49." She says, I hand her the amount and leave the store going in my car.
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I'm at in,n,out eating a burger, fries, and a strawberry milkshake. I take a long sip of my cold thick drink.

I see Jellissa and Clay walk in the restaurant. I buldge my eyes and hope they don't notice me.

I eat the last two bites of my burger and throw away my trash. I still have 3/4 of my shake so I take it with me.

As I'm about to open the door I am stopped. "Carmella?" Clay asks, I turn around and walk towards them.

"Hey, how are you guys?" I ask. "Good, you?" He asks. "Great, but, I have to go." He nods and waves bye. "Hoe." Jellissa whispers.

"I'm sorry what!?" I yell, she smiles devisously. "Nothing, run along." She says, I open the door and leave the place.
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I'm in my bed laying down on my phone looking at random stuff. Then my mom walks in.

"Hey hun. Um, we need to talk." She says, she sits ony bed. "So, your dad got a promotion and he has to have his job in Oreogon." She says.

"So, we have to move their by the end of Feburary." "What?!" I yell. My mom looks at me sympathetically. "Why, can't we find something else out?" I ask.

My mom sighs and shakes her head. "Sorry hun." I look at my mom's stomach, it's buldging cause her pregnancy.

"You know, I'm just gonna get some rest. See you tommorow." I say. She nods and leaves the room.

Then I lay back and close my eyes trying to sleep.
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The bell rings and I slide in my seat. This is the last period and I can go home. I still havn't told Michael that I'm leaving at the end of the month.

My elective is art class, which is my favourite because I can actually have fun.

I put some strokes of color and blend them in. My teacher stands by me and examining my work.

"Good job." She says, I beam. I'm painting a picture of a rainy street at night. A gift for Michael. One out of the four.

When I finish I take it and hang it up. Since it's on a canvas paper. It dries up and the bell rings.

People pour out the doors outside going all different directions. I try to avoid Michael and get home quickly.