((Ahhh, but great minds think alike.

No, I'm such a nerd, I totally understand anything if I read it. I just have to read about the chapter in my Algebra class..and WALA! I understand. Maybe that's why my teachers hate me. I never need their help...But I know for a fact at least THREE of like a ton of teachers like me. 1) I get perfect scores in their classes 2) I talk to them all the time (One is my Aunt, the other is my BFF's Mom's BFF [I once had to wake her up for work over the summer, an odd experience] and the other I just happen to see randomly all the time, and I don't exactly play sports [well, I play volleyball but nevermind] so I'm never leaving his class for something special and it goes on like that. XD )
Do I make any sense?
=.= Once again, I feel young with all my CS friends, because I'm barely old enough to be an 8th grader...And a lot of my seventh grade friends are older than me. So not cool, especially when I'm taller than like, all of them.))
Kila rolled her eyes, "I dont need spoiling, you just give it to me. I have this unbearable feeling that the first guy who hurts me, they won't have such a peaceful life afterwards." She gave him a serious look this time, but kind of ruined it by biting into the hot dog and adding, "Nothing better than Hot Dogs, fresh off the fire, in the middle of the woods that we're not supposed to be in."