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Chances

H2oH2o
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Margot and I used to be the best of friends. Now, she hates me, I don't know why. She still calls me her friend, even though she hates me. I know, it's confusing. I gave her many chances to make things right again, but she never came through.

One chance,

Hey Margot!

Hey!

Who are you going to ask to the Middle School Dance?

I don't know. How about you?

I'm gonna ask Blake.

Oh cool. You know what's so funny?!

What?

I'm gonna ask Blake too!

Oh.

No offense, but I think he likes me better.

two chances,

Hey Blake?

Yeah?

You like me better than Tamara, right?

Um....

three chances,

Hey, Tamara!

What?

What kind of car does your dad have?

A Honda, why?

Oh. My dad has a Tesla!

Good for you.

I know, we're really rich. My dad owns his own company.

Four chances,

What's the answer to this question?

I'm not going to give you the answer, but I can help you solve it.

Nevermind, i'll just ask one of my real freinds.

Five chances,

Six chances,

Seven chances,

...100 chances.

Author Notes: This is terrible. I know. I just wanted to write something real quick.

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