Say it carefully

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Another note: It's been deleted twice!!! What the sh'mole?

On to the post!

Tia has a crush on a guy named Ken. Ken is one of the cutest guys in our school, and she thinks that he looks like this:

And all the other guys look like this:

Tia didn't want to tell CC & me who she loved because she didn't know us that well.

But hey, curiosity killed the cat.

That morning, she told us she was going to tell us at lunch.

At lunch, she decided to tell us in band.

We made it to the final period of the day, and we still hadn't heard her crush's name!

The next day, we resorted to begging. Imagine a little poor (as in not wealthy) 5 year old clinging at the feet of a billionaire. Like Scrooge. Actually, here's a present; you don't have to imagine:

We were very similar:

We whined and whined and cried and mostly whined.

We tried blackmail.

We also tried arguing in cute voices (Tia said CC was cuter).

We bargained for the information.

Even being perfect angels and avoid irritating her didn't work!

Reasoning worked; the result popped out like a jack-in-the-box.

But not in the way you think. Oh, no, Tia made a mistake...

She let it slip.

The cat MURDERED the curiosity this time.

- Amelia

PS: Tia and Ken are a couple now. They're really cute together. :)

PPS: Due to rants from Ken, I want you to know our literal interpretation of him. 

 

No exaggeration this time!