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FLASHBACK
{It was a snowy afternoon and Golfballs school was closed. She went outside to the park near her house and sat a swing, she was reading a science book and was listening to music until three of her enemies came to her.}
Pencil: Hey bozo brain bossy-bot! What ya reading?
{Golfball just ignored her because she wasn’t gonna deal with her right now. But Snowball took the book Golfball was reading, until some random boy came up to those three}
?: Hey leave her alone! And give her book back.
Match: Fine, you simp. {They walk away from the swings}
?: Hey are you okay?
Golfball: Yeah I’m alright.
?: Do you wanna be friends? My name is Tennisball!
Golfball: Uh… sure!
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{Golfball is woken up from beeping noises from her phone, she turns off her timer and gets ready for her first day of the school. Golfball always hated her uniform, her uniform was a black skirt with a gray shirt and collar with a black tie and she would wear black shoes and black tights with it. She got changed and went downstairs to eat breakfast, Golfball decides to eat cereal. Even tho she finds it disgusting her parents weren’t at home to make breakfast and she only has twenty minutes left until her bus comes.}
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{After finishing breakfast Golfball goes outside and decides to go meet up with Tennisball.}
Tennisball: Hey, Golfie!
Golfball: Hi Tennie.
{Golfball sketches random things in her sketchbook.}
Tennisball: Golfie what are you drawing?
Golfball: Oh, I’m just drawing random stuff.
Tennisball: Anyways, wanna sit next to me when the bus comes
Golfball: Sure.
{After five minutes their bus comes and they sit next each other.}
Tennisball: Golfie do you want to eat out with me after school? We could go to spudsy’s…
Golfball: Sure! My parents aren’t even gonna be home until 11:00 P.M… {She continues to sketch in her sketchbook.}
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{After thirty minutes of sitting in the loud bus they get to the school.}
Pencil: Hey Bossy bot ya with your boyfriend?
Golfball: We are not dating. {Golfball rolls her eyes and drags Tennisball by his hands to a different table}
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{Golfball is sitting next to him and talking about science. Tennisball is admiring her instead of listening to her even tho Golfball hates it when people don’t listen to her.}
Golfball: The Yoylelite is very ra- Tennisball are you listening to me?
{He continued to admire her not hearing what she said}
Golfball: Tennisball!
Tennisball: Oh wait huh?
Golfball: I asked if you were listening to me.
Tennisball: Uh yeah…
Golfball: Okay good, cause I was talking about Yoylelite.
{Golfball continued to yap about Yoylelite and Tennisball was admiring her until it was class time.}
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{Their teacher went over the expectations and rules, Golfball doesn’t know why they have to do that every year like we already know the expectations and rules?}
Teacher 1: Okay any questions?
{Snowball raises his hand}
Teacher 1: Yes… Snowball?
Snowball: Can I switch seats? Me and bossy bot don’t get along.
{Match and Pencil giggled and Golfball glared at Snowball}
Teacher: Sigh… fine. Snowball switch with… Tennisball.
{Tennisball and Snowball switch desks.}
Teacher 1: Anyways class once I call your name get your textbooks!
{Golfballs teacher went over all their names. And then their teacher says they are gonna do an icebreaker. Golfball always hated icebreakers because she normally doesn’t talk much.}
Teacher 1: Okay class! Listen up! Yall can talk to a person you want to for five minutes to learn about what they did this summer!
{Golfball watched everyone go to the person they wanna talk to but she didn’t know who to talk to until Tennisball went up to her and asked if she wanted to talk about her summer and Golfball obviously said yes. Until Pencil moved Tennisball aside and forced Golfball to talk to her. Pencil obviously wasn’t gonna listen to Golfball and interrupt her. But Tennisball told Golfball to talk to Pencil since Golfball could probably become friends with Pencil! jk no.}
Golfball: Anyways what I did for summer is-
Pencil: Blah blah blah…
{Golfball rolled her eyes and continued talking}
Golfball: I went to the beach. hung out with-
Pencil: blah blah blah…
{Golfball glared at pencil}
Golfball: I hung out with Tennisball. And-
Pencil: blah blah blah…
Golfball: Are you seriously gonna keep on doing that?
Pencil: You shouldn’t have picked me then!
Golfball: You forced me too!
Golfball: Go talk to your “girlfriend” if you’re just gonna be a annoying bi-
Pencil: if you swear I’m gonna tell on you!
Golfball: Go talk to your girlfriend. {Golfball then walked away to go find Tennisball.}
{Tennisball saw this interaction and knew who to get blood from.}
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{three classes they have lunch which usually last a hour. Tennisball and Golfball eat outside because it’s the tradition they do every year of high school. And Golfball rants about how annoying Pencil is. Tennisball thinks about how he will possibly just get blood from Pencil and NOT kill her. and then Golfball asks Tennisball about his fangs because his fangs make him look like a vampire.}
Golfball: Hey Tennisball, are you like a vampire? Because you really look like a vampire with those fangs.
Tennisball: Oh! Um… nope! {He was lying. But Golfball didn’t ask about it again.}
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{They continued eating and talking until the bell rang. It was time for the next class.}
(Im lowkey gonna skip four of the classes and skip to when school ends they walk to spudsy’s cause im lazy and tired)
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{They walk to spudsy’s and Golfball orders a burger with cola. Tennisball orders the same thing. And they eat outside again.}
(NO INTERACTION HERE BECAUSE I SAID SO😼✌️)
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{They finish eating and throw away their food}
Tennisball: Anyways bye Golfie I have to do something important!
Golfball: Alright, bye.
{Tennisball walks away and then Golfball goes back to her house.}
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{Tennisball was thinking about Golfball while walking to his house. He was thinking about how much better Golfball is in school than he is. She is like the ideal student. Pretty, student council, amazing at each subject, it’s like she doesn’t fail at anything she has like three bullies but she doesn’t care at all. But he is just a normal smart student. It’s like he doesn’t have a purpose except for being smart. His mind says stuff like “Am I good enough?” And “How do I be perfect student like her”. But then he arrives at his house.}
Tennisball: Hey mom!
Tennisball mom: Hey honey!
{Tennisball then goes upstairs to his room.}
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{Golfball gets changed into her pajamas once she gets home and just watches TikTok (bro I doubt she would do that💔) for 3 hours until making herself dinner and then going to sleep.}
(OMG I FINALLY FINISHED THIS CHAPTER BRO I SUCK AT WRITING HELPPP💔💔💔)