CHAPTER 2 Notes:Not Covid time Click a Clack a Click Clack, footsteps in the hallways, Click a Clack Click click, more footsteps. "You're late, Ben." Riley called out, as a brown haired tenth grader walked into the classroom. He wore black glasses on his face and had a plain dressing style and a dry face to go with it. "Yeah, yeah..." Ben replied rolling his eyes. He soon set down his bag near the wall, where all the other club members set theirs. "If I'm late, why are there only four people now?" He asked. "Uhm... we only have four members in our sewing club." "Sewing club...can't we name it something else?" Ash asked from a distance. "Don't you think it needs a little... Pizzazz??" Ash put their hands out and moved it outward like they were wiping off paint from glass. "Well, do you have any ideas?" Riley asked. Lisa raised her hand and leaped high (obviously). "I THINK WE SHOULD NAME IT THE SEWERS SOCIETY!!!" Lisa shouted, "OR MAYBE... THE SEWING SENSATIONS!!!!" She jumped onto the nearest table (not the smartest choice but what else would you expect from Lisa?) and put her hands in the air like she was throwing confetti. (Pause) hello reader, I am here with a commercial break :) Yes, a commercial break XD Uhm... Since this was after school, no one really knew right here and now but let me just say, one of the tables broke :/ Anyways, back to the story: (Resume) One of the table legs broke and Lisa tumbled down a bit. Riley, without thinking, ran towards the table and stopped Lisa from falling. "Uhmmm..." Lisa said awkwardly.
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