Early Monday morning I heard a moving truck come in the neighborhood. I looked out my dirty, wind eroded window to see a girl about; 12-13 years old, about the same age as me (13). I studied her for a few seconds before I noticed something about her.... Something familiar. She had a streak of blue in her long blonde hair and blue ripped jeans with a light green shirt (it had 3 little pink and yellow flowers in the left corner). I looked at her for a long 5 seconds before she saw me, and waved. I just freaked out and closed my window. I am not good with many people.
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My Fishy Secret
Teen FictionMacki Jordan was never the girl that made friends easily, but one day she made friends with the new girl in school, and she also had a very fishy secret.
