Lane

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Lane walked up to Dan's old Honda and climbed in. You would think with all this money lying around we could buy a new car Lane thought. She flipped her sunglasses down and turned the radio up. Lane drove to Anna's house and honked the horn three times. Anna came sliding down the stairs.

"Oh my GOD, Lane, my parents think I'm into art!!!!"

"What?" Lane was confused.

"They signed me up for the stupid art club!"

"What art club?" Lane wanted to know so badly.

"The Jamesons High art club, who am I supposed to talk to!?"

"Well I'll join with you how bad can it be really?"

"Thanks Lane you're a true friend!"

"Anything for my buddy Anna."

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