What are you?”
I opened my eyes gingerly. The flashlight that had blinded me was lying a few feet from my head now, which gave me just enough light to see what appeared to be a twelve-year-old girl sitting on my chest.
I’d gotten my butt handed to me by a sixth grader? That was embarrassing.

Author: Rachel Hawkins

What are you?”<br />I opened my eyes gingerly. The flashlight that had blinded me was lying a few feet from my head now, which gave me just enough light to see what appeared to be a twelve-year-old girl sitting on my chest.<br />I’d gotten my butt handed to me by a <i>sixth grader?</i> That was embarrassing. - Rachel Hawkins




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