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Riley
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I cannot believe Ryan got me in detention. My perfect record has been destroyed and all she can do is shrug, SHRUG!! She thinks I'm way to 'intense' when it comes to academics but that's what's going to get me into Harvard, hopefully. In order to secure that hope I've got to prove I've got what it takes and nothing says it better than a squeaky clean record but now that's a bust thanks to my block headed sister. "Riley would stop looking at me like you're plotting my death", she said a paper ball my way. "I should", I said simply but very very angrily. "What is soo important about maintaining that record of yours", she asked rolling her eyes, "Makes you a nerd then you'll start lacking personality". "Then you'll become a crazy scientist and go crazy 'solving natural phenomena'", she finished. "Well you're just as bad", I said getting flustered, "Which girl would want a Harley". "That is perfectly normal", she answered not in the least bit considered. "I wonder why the teacher isn't here", she asked looking out the door, "If the teacher isn't here we should go home". "No", I said firmly, "We can't get into more trouble than we're already in".

We were at home it was pretty clear that the teacher wasn't gonna show. I can't believe I'm breaking school rules. I can't even imagine how much trouble I'm gonna get in after this. Our parents weren't home and from the note left on the fridge there was an emergency situation that they had to take care of. After seeing that, Ryan got out her phone and was......INVITING PEOPLE OVER!! "Just because Mom and Dad aren't home doesn't mean you can invite your friends over", I said reaching for the phone. "Oh lighten up it's only a few friends", she said preventing me from grabbing the phone. I was about to agree when I remembered what her definition of 'a few' was, oh no oh no no no pls no.