quietly sits down next to matt, glances at him over large glasses, and opens up his own book
sits in a corner with her copy of Anne of Green Gables
Why?
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Reply as if I am 10 years old?
Will not, will not. Can’t make me !!!
<sticking fingers in my ears>
MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM
I’ll verse you.
I can’t come to a sleepover. My mother said I had to help take care of my little brother because she “can’t hear herself think anymore” and “She’s going to scream the next time one of the four of us asks her to do anything”.
You don’t want to hear her scream, so I better deal with the stupid 3 year old. I wish he had been a girl. A sister wouldn’t have been nearly as annoying.
…Your toys sucked eggs anyways…and when you get home, go wash that crap…cuz I wiped my boogers on them.
practicing the piano
nuh uh.
You all think you’re so big and all that. Well, you’re not. I heard that Tommy doesn’t even like you, so there!
twirls hair, places lock in mouth, and picks up hairbrush.
You’re such dweebs! Really! <nose in air>
This thread is FULL of cooties!
feels funny
Make sure we call sing song Tommy. [sub]I thought I saw ivylass kissing him by the monkey bars[/sub]
Hey do you have the latest copy of YM? I want to see if there’s any good contests.
Yeah, and you got COOTIES! Ew, don’t drink from the water fountain, jelly elly put her cooties in it! GROSS!
Circle circle, dot dot, now I have my cootie shot!
Hey, at the party, we should call Tommy Mason and ask him which 4th grade girl he thinks is the cutest.
And then, when Flutterby falls asleep, we can put her training bra in the freezer!
(I just have to add: Tommy Mason is the name of a kid my mom used to play with in the 1940s. One day, my Aunt Doris and Tommy wouldn’t let my mom play with them, and in retaliation, Mom bit a giant chunk out of Tommy’s arm. That was the only time my mom ever got spanked as a kid (she was/is a real goody-two-shoes). Tommy Mason is something of a minor legend in our family.)
Are we there yet?
[bossy whine] You GUUUU-uuuys! You’re gonna get us in trouble if a Mom-derator comes in and sees all this mess! Come on, stop messing around! [/bossy whine]
huff
Fine. But I’m not getting in trouble 'cause of you dweebuses.
grabs a book and pointedly ignores everyone else
(er, yes I was Hermione Granger when I was 10, why do you ask?)
I like tater-tots!!!
nyaah, nyaah, nyaah, nyah.
Gimme that!. That’s mine!
I want-----. I want----.
Wanna play doctor?
Oh yeah? Prove it.
You can’t, huh? I knew it.
throws Ridge Racer in his PSX and turns on the TV