Rock Wars: The Phantom Fredrick

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August 29, 2017

So, we marched on the practice field the first time today. Remember in my last book how I told you guys about that big rock on the practice field? Well, that rock has a name. Jazz told me that his name is Fredrick.
I was telling her on the bus this morning that Mr. Davis wanted to dig him up and she said,"You can't! I'm his landlord, and you have to give someone a three week notice before you kick them out!" XD
Well, the sun was glaring in my face this morning so I mentally vowed to bring a cap next time we march. It was also kind of hot. For once I wasn't wearing dark colors, though 😂.
So, it's really weird to have your math teacher/football/softball coach driving your bus. He picked me up and was like,"WASSUP!" And we got to school at 7:30, about 15 minutes late, and that was after missing two stops but not heading back to pick them up.
Anyways, tomorrow we're gonna learn to read drill charts. We worked on rolling our feet and standing at attention today. I am so weak that my arms were aching-even at lunch! Ugh. I have no upper body strength.
So CS and I got a picture retake today, by Jazz, our shipper 😐. It was way less awkward. CS also says he's gonna sweep me off my feet when I least expect it. And, well, autocorrect apparently ships us, too. I was joking about him picking me up. And it turned into this:

 And it turned into this:

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So...yeah. Bye.

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