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"LOOK AT that ninth-grade woman! She's putting on makeup

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"LOOK AT that ninth-grade woman! She's putting on makeup. We're going to be ninth-grade women someday!" Riley said.

"This thing goes to ninth grade?" Maya asked.

"Yes. Sadly." Sophia answered.

"Why that?" Riley asked.

The girl was holding an eyelash curler.

A very self-explanatory item.

"Brings out your eyes." Sophia told her.

"Why would I wanna take out my eyes?" She asked.

"She's not taking out her eyes." Maya explained.

"And I think she is." Riley said pointing to Allison.

She was curling her lashes.

"It's an eyelash curler. It doesn't even hurt." Allison said.

She passed the tool to Riley.

"I have eyelashes." Riley said nervously.

"Watch this." Sophia told Maya.

Riley placed the curler in her eye and closed it shut.

Causing it to make her whole eye shut.

"Ahhhhh!" She yelled.

"Anybody else would stop." Maya told her.

"Ahhhhh!" She was still yelling not stopping.

"Open it." Mr. Matthews said walking down the stairs.

"Thanks, Daddy."

"Yeah, okay." He said walking into his classroom.

"Ladies." Farkle approached.

"Farkle." They said together.

"School dance. I'm gonna put you both down for dance numbers one through all of them. We will alternate. You and me, me and you. When you're not dancing with me, you may not dance with anyone else. So you may sit and wait until you dance with me again." Farkle said quickly.

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