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Shelby and Mira’s story from Freshmen Year
Once upon a time, there were two crazy girls named Shelby and Mira. Shelby was crazy because she laughed all the time and Mira was crazy because she was an Asian and wasn’t smart. They became friends in middle school when they read The Adventure of Tom Sawyer to each other in English class. What weirdos. Mira is also crazy because she can’t spell the word weird and she is a freshman. One day Shelby and Mira were walking down the hall with their awesome friend Kristyn when something crazy happened. Chase walked up to Shelby and then Shelby laughed her crazy laugh and screamed yes. Mira and Kristyn later found out that Chase asked out Shelby. Not only did he ask her out, he asked her to homecoming. On the night of the dance, Shelby and chase were the center of attention. Chase dance amazingly and Shelby stood there awkwardly. Later, she caught on and everyone crowded around them in awh. Mira and Kristyn were very jealous when Chase took Shelby out the same night. Even though Kristyn had a good time with Brandon, Mira did not have much fun with her date, Wesley Womble. Mira decided to get her revenge on Shelby. Mira has been eyeing Chase ever since Freshmen Spanish class. Every time Mira tried to talk to him, he ignored her and continued to dream of Shelby. He daydreamed about Shelby’s dreamy hair, dreamy eyes, and dreamy dog named Archie. This made Mira quite upset. She went to school the next day and it was quite boring. Some girl said that Brandon looked like a Mexican, Blaine shoved a duck in his mouth and Kristyn was cold. All day Mira planned revenger. She came up with the perfect plan. She would ask Justin Bieber to homecoming. Justin Bieber was Chase’s idol and if he went to the dance, Chase would obsess over Justin and Mira could hit Shelby with balloons. Since the dance already happened, Mira invented homecoming 2 and everyone decided to go because people are weird. Mira called her bestfriend

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