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Chapter 5
I had no idea what I should do, my bloomers were soaking in liquid love, I quickly got up out of my bed and went to the door. I silently opened it and looked left and right, on one side I could see my brothers comparing ♥♥♥♥ sizes and calling each other ♥♥♥♥♥ even though it was obvious they were into each other, but none of them wanted to admit it and on the other side my mother was drinking her special “mommy juice” that was supposed to help her get through the day. I saw the door to the bathroom at the end of the hall, I took a deep breath and sprinted as quickly as possible leaving puddles everywhere, I imagined I was princess peach in super Mario kart leaving bananas on the track and that I was in first place. I finally got to the bathroom and locked the door behind me and gave a sigh of relief that I was alone at last, but then I remembered my daddy had installed security cameras all over the bathrooms to protect us from intruders.

Chapter 4
The alarm clock rang! It was already 10:00am but it felt like just an hour ago I stared into the face of Supa Hot Fire, I could still remember his sexy, dry, smoker voice, it kept looping in my head over and over again “HEEEEYYYYY COULD IIII HAVE THAT BALLLL BACKKKKKK?????”, “HEEEEYYYYY COULD IIII HAVE THAT BALLLL BACKKKKKK?????”. The dry raspy voice was so loud and powerful in my head I couldn’t help myself but to reply “YES!!!!”. Before I knew it I had screamed it out loud and my parents heard me, my father asked angrily “What the ♥♥♥♥ is going on up in there!?”. “NOTHING! IT’S JUST MY PERIOD!” I Yelled back, my pants were wet, but not wet with period blood.

Chapter 3
That Night all I could do was go down stairs and unplug my parents land line phone and plug it up with our family’s 1982 Commodore 64. I wanted to know everything about him so I booted up the machine and opened up netscape and waited what seemed like forever for his twitter to open up. I learned his name was “Supa Hot Fire”. I repeated it to myself out loud “SUPA HOT FIRE”. What a name I sighed, I kept scrolling on and on in his twitter feed learning whatever I could about him, his favorite brand of shampoo was nose and shoulders; his favorite artist was nickel back and 50 cent. His favorite activity was coupon collecting. From that point on I knew what I wanted in life, who I wanted in life.