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Chapter 15: Sleepover

"Look what you made me do, look what you--look what you made me do..." Taylor Swift's song 'Look What You Made Me Do' was playing on my mobile while I dressed myself for school, singing along with it.

Suddenly, my phone rang and I picked it up.

"I'm sorry, the old Angela can't come to the phone right now."

"Why?"

"Oh, 'cause she's dead!" I imitated Taylor and my body shook along with the beats, "Look what you made me do, look what you just made m--"

"Angi, are you really going mad?!"

"Wai-bae! Good morning!"

"Yours looks a little too good," I could imagine her rolling her eyes.

"You're just jealous of my happiness," I retorted feigning arrogance and flipped my hair with a humph. 

"Did you just humph at me?" she snorted and murmured, "And like I need to. You're always happy anyway!"

"What did you say?" I gasped, audibly, "I should have your head on a platter for disrespecting me!" I stated in a horri
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