Time to bring in the big guns baby...

[seriously__dude]

Okay. Johnny had a totally sweet idea, I think it's perfect. We prank The Snowflake into leaving LA, that she has to just pick up and leave. And that'll be it. She'll be gone, and we'll be free from the Snowflakeyness of it all!

Dude, it's just great.

I grabbed the phone from Johnny. "Dude, this is so cool." I grinned.

He grinned back at me. "

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[enduringcharm]

I hate dance. I've decided, I'm not cut out for the dance team. They're all a bunch of snobs who make me feel awkward. And I always feel like they're checking me out. I know that they're not, but I feel like they are. I don't like hanging around girls who judge other people all the time. it's stupid and senseless, and I don't see what makes them think that they're the authority on everything. I might quit; I still get to do dancing in the play, and it's more fun.

I heard my phone ring, and reached over to pick it up. Thankfully, I have my own line now. Dad's pretty strict so I'm suprised I won that argument, but apparently he's afraid of me tying up the line when he's waiting for business calls. Sometimes, and only sometimes, I love my job.

"Hello?"

[seriously__dude]

"Hello?"

I whacked Johnny as he started laughing, and tried to cover the phone enough so she wouldn't hear anything. And then I tried to put on that news announcer voice that I'd been working on all day. Hard shit to not sound like me, but I think I can do it.

"Is this Miss Caroline Greene?"

Caroline. Dude, no wonder she has everyone call her Carly. Jeez. Can that name be anymore old south-ish? Don't think so. Maybe I can get her to go back to wherever she came from or whatever. Outer Mongolia seems sorta far.

I drank some of my beer and grinned to Johnny, tossing him one of his own. Dude, this is so cool.

[enduringcharm]

"Is this Miss Caroline Greene?"

Crap! If someone is calling me 'Caroline' I must be in trouble. I'm not sure why, since I can't think of anything that I've done wrong lately, but my full name is never a sign of me doing something right. Old people call me Caroline. Hell, my father calls me Caroline. It's a bad omen or something.

And this guy's voice is screwed. Definitely not someone I'd like to hear from again if I could help it.

"Yes, mind telling me who this is?"

Because I want to hang up, like now.

[seriously__dude]

"Yes, mind telling me who this is?"

... Who am I?

Shit.

I sort of just decided that I was going to sound like a tv announcer, I didn't actually come up with a name, or anything like that. Damn. Uh... "Ms. Greene..." What name? I looked at Johnny, who totally wasn't helping with anything, naturally. He just kinda shrugged.

"My name is... Carl Kerplitzelnick, and I'm with the school board of Los Angeles here in California..."

Dude, that came kinda easy. Awesome!

"We've discovered an error in your records..." Uh oh. I'm gonna laugh. Shit! I tried the best I could to keep a straight face and kept going. "Unfortunately..." Unfortunately what?

Dude, I forgot half of what I was going to say! Damn!

"Unfortunately the error is so extensive, you've been locked out of our systems, meaning you can no longer attend schools here in Los Angeles. I'm sorry for your trouble Ms. Greene."

"That is so awesome man!"I grinned and whacked Johnny, trying to keep him quiet. "Once agian, I apologize for the trouble, but..." Don't laugh dude, don't