Trying on a new sock

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 No muffin, my mind said. Muffin Shumffin, Other Mind said. Muffins are GOOD they're blueberry like said Mind. Shush your mouth, Olivia's walking she just might hurt herself! Other Mind said.

Feeling muffin-less and sad, I walked to the academy clothes shop section. Many stores were in the hall. T-shirts, pencils, stickers, glue sticks that were really fireworks (which the teachers didn't know), and clothes.

I picked a store called Socks-alot and roamed around the many racks of socks. The reason we have these stores because Lakewood is one of the richest awesome-est academies.

 I searched for a nice pair of socks. Red won't do. Nor yellow or blue. I saw Victoria with Julia and Jessie trying on socks. If she didn't like them, Victoria would spit in them and squish it around. Then, watching her, she chose a neon pink and white socks than reached to her fat, fat thighs. Julia and Jessie chose the same.

  I looked around the bronze painted walls and saw a Frog-Clock that pointed to 7:35. At 7:45 I had to leave for Gym so I quickly decided on a white socks that reached to my knees, that Victoria didn't spit in.

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