*beep*
*beep*
Heyyyy,Kyle!
What?
I managed to sell ten more cookies today!
Good job.
I know right?
Considering I was the one who bought all ten from you.
It's still an improvement. My sales have increased by 50%!
....the school clearly needs more help if they want to get those auditorium lights and seats repaired.
Why don't you help?
Me? Pft. Who'd want to buy from me?
Me!
Camilla, that's defeating the purpose of selling cookies if we're only going to buy them from one another.
Still, buy more?
Ugh.
Why are we even calling each other anyway when we can just text in this modern age?
Because...*pauses* Your voice.
My voice?
Yes.
Wow, Camilla, I had no idea-
You just got trolled! Hahaha!
*silence*
*phone clicks off*
Kyle?
Oops.
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Also, if it wasn't clear already, Camilla is in italics and Kyle is in BOLD.
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Short StoryWhen feisty (or high, depending) Camilla randomly peruses a number from the school directory to sell cookies, she ends up calling Kyle, a boy whom she has completely no idea how to deal with. Or rather, dial with. Things are going to get rather out...
