How I Wish I Wasn't Chp. 4Tick tock. Tick ..tock ..tiiiiiiiick toooooooock-I huffed and sat back in my chair.Could class go any slower??My eyes swiveled from the board (and much of Mr. Crocker's well-known spaz attacks) to the boy who sat three seats away from me.Timmy Turner has always been a special boy to me.But he was much more special than I ever knew.This entire time, he had what I was looking for all along, and I'm not talking about whatI look for in a guy, either.I tapped my pencil eraser on my desk as I watched him mindlessly doodle in his notebook, not seeming in deep thought so much as completely zoned out.I sc
How to Become a Godparent Chp. 2- MONDAYThere was a deep sigh in the night, accompanied by the creaking of the boards under the carpet.The creature sleeping in her bed didn't acknowledge the being next to her bed, and continued to sleep peacefully. He cautiously reached for her shoulder and shook her." Wanda?"The girl in the bed stirred slightly, but stayed asleep. He tried again, more stern this time."Wanda."She groaned and turned toward him, eyes still closed."WANDA!"Said girl screamed, eyes bursting open, and tumbled out of her bed. Wanda looked around at her surroundings, momentarily forgetting where she was. After her blurry vision cleared, the fairy looked
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