Wisteria lay face down, until she heard the familiar bubbly noises of a Skype call. "Nooooo, NOOOOOO, NO!" Wisteria groaned. Eventually she opened her laptop.
"Hey guys," she chimed. The call was with three other jammers. Aparri, Bepper, and Julian2. "Hey Wisteria!" Aparri said winking. WisteriaMoon rolled her eyes. "Hi Wisteria!" Bepper smiled. "Hello guys..." Wisteria replied. "Did a tornado go through your den? Because your looking swagalicious!" Aparri said sarcastically. "At least I can decorate my own den!" Wisteria retorted. That scilenced Aparri. "Anyway, come over to Crystal Sands, we want to beat the morning rush. With that the call was ended.
Wisteria quickly hoped into a makeshift shower, washed off, got dressed, and packed her beachwear. She sprinted off to Crystal Sands. She did not want to get mobbed, as was the fate of all famous jammers who fail to beat the morning rush.
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