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Becoming Robin Book Two - Chapter 18

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~* Mending Fences *~

“Hey Smith!” I heard Jason calling. Allison, Nicole and I were halfway to the gym, but stopped and immediately turned back as he approached us. “I want to talk to you a second , in private?” He scowled at my ‘bodyguards’.

I nodded to my friends. “It’s okay guys.” Nicole reluctantly let go of my arm, and I moved to follow Jason away from them. He stopped just out of earshot and turned back to me. I couldn’t quite read his emotions. He seemed distressed, and more than a little upset though.

“What the hell is up with you?” he demanded, careful to keep a good foot of distance between us.

“What are you talking about?” I asked flatly.

“I know you went to the Principal today, and I know it was about me, and now suddenly I get a little private note from Rochelle wanting to see me in his office. I thought we were through!”

Becoming Robin Book Two - Chapter 11

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~* Spirit Week *~

“Come on, Brit. I’m not the enemy here and you know it.”

“… I guess.”

I sat down where Stacey had been sitting moments before, looking her right in the eye. “Who are you really angry with?”

“I… don’t know,” she finally admitted softly.

“Did Coach Wilson tell you why she chose you as co-captain instead of Allison or Maria, or any one of the other girls?”

“I thought it was because I was better than everyone else, except Chelsea, but she’s like, Little Miss Perfect at everything anyway.” She rolled her eyes and turned away from me slightly.

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Copyright  © 2009 Carla Ann, All Rights Reserved

Mistakes can happen at the North Pole too. Damn computers!

Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. Any and all references to names, products, toys, persons, etc. are entirely the work of my demented imagination. This is also set in the same plane (universe) as Bobby and Bethany. For lack of a better term, I'll call it the CarlaVerse for now

No toys were injured or kept up past their bedtimes in the making of this story.

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