So yesterday I was at speech, and Cassidy says to me,
"Hey Keri, it's me Cassie.
Don't let that boy walk past me!
Go get his number or his
@ so we can get to snapping."
"'Why not yourself,' you ask me?
Talking to boys is ghastly.
But don't wait up 'cause I look great,
and Hannah's looking classy."
So I say, "Fine, if...
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