Stacy and the Brain Phase
“Eggshell, I said Egg plant!” Quinn said.
“You’re kidding!” Stacy said.
They both laughed.
“Quinn?” It was Mr. O’Neill, who had come up to them unseen. “Was there something you wanted to say?”
“Um, I didn’t get my essay back,” Quinn said.
“That’s true, Quinn,” O’Neill said with a disappointed tone. “I’m afraid I need to see you after class.”
The bell rang, and Quinn looked at Stacy. ‘Wait up,’ she seemed to say.
Stacy got up to go. “I’ll save you a place at the mirror,” she said.
Little did Stacy know that there was a crisis coming up. She was worried when Quinn didn’t show up at the mirror, but she figured that O’Neill was talking her ear off with one of his (sometimes) relatable sop stories.
( A week later... )
“Eggshell, I said Egg plant!” Quinn said.
“You’re kidding!” Stacy said.
They both laughed.
“Quinn?” It was Mr. O’Neill, who had come up to them unseen. “Was there something you wanted to say?”
“Um, I didn’t get my essay back,” Quinn said.
“That’s true, Quinn,” O’Neill said with a disappointed tone. “I’m afraid I need to see you after class.”
The bell rang, and Quinn looked at Stacy. ‘Wait up,’ she seemed to say.
Stacy got up to go. “I’ll save you a place at the mirror,” she said.
Little did Stacy know that there was a crisis coming up. She was worried when Quinn didn’t show up at the mirror, but she figured that O’Neill was talking her ear off with one of his (sometimes) relatable sop stories.
( A week later... )