"what do you want!" Bob yelled at me. "I-I um... I want to make a deal." "a deal? what? you want me to help you win that pop quiz thing? your never gonna win it." "then you won't mind not bullying me if I win it." he snorted. "ha! if you win, I will make sure no one in this school ever gets bullied again!" and with that, he stomped away. I need to tell the other kids! wait. no. I can't do that. then they will think that i'm trying to
Get them to lose on purpose. And they might think I'm showing off. They will never believe that the biggest fully agreed to my deal. Not only did he agree to my deal he agreed to much more than that. There are going to be many people there. they are going think I'm a smarty pants and show off, but I will win this even if I make a fool of myself.
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Teen Fiction"Ugh, school. Its's not that I don't like school, I'm plenty smart and I'm not bragging, I know because people at school tease me about it. I try not to show my smartness but, it's just hard." Blace is a smart boy, but he is shy about that fact, and...
