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sophie sat up in bed the sun beaming in her face makeing her squint from the bright light. today was expecialy special due to it was one that would change her life, little did she know it wouldn't be as she thought. she sat up in bed letting her curly hair fall to her waist and her gown crinkle as she bent over. her dayly rutine started off the same everyday, she would sit and get the sleep rubed out of her eyes ,ajust er vision to the lighted room, slip on her house shoes, and go out her door, down the steps, and to the kitchen. lovely enough today was better than most, insted of the usual cerial there was enough to make waffles and although she had no syrup she made them anyways to only afterwords cover them in honey and chocolet chips. you see in the mornings her parents woke and left for work before sophie woke up and they would leave small notes on what to do in the house so she wouldn't get bord or wouldn't forget about her chores. her mother was a atterney and her father was a construction worker and at the moment a big project was in motion so he was home verry little. sophie on the other hand being only of thirteen washed herself and got ready for school on her own packed her bags and left for the buts every morning without flaw. yet today seemed all the more bright because she was confendent. today was the day that she was going to ask rodjer todd to the eighth grade formal dance that she had been dieing to go to sence she hit middle school. understand the rules of it being formal was a temperary title because guests chose a theme for it every year, this year it was to be prom, which lets face it every girl has a dream of prom even if its as early as eighth grade. one difference was that in this years commitie it was decided that the girl in question that wanted to go was to ask the boy. this was sophies perfect oppertunety to tell rodjer the way she felt about him sense kindergarden. sophie and rodjer had been best friends for the longest time and truthfully as she progressed in age sophie recalled getting closer and closer to her friend. she began to feel a connection that people around her only discribed as love. rodjer was a tall boy about five feet and had brown hair the same color as sophies. he was involved in socer and hockey, and tryed verry hard. sophie never missed a single game, she loved cheering him on and truth be told he always seemed better when she was there vs. when she wasn't. he was her hero her friend and her crush of a lifetime and in this instance she would never pass the oppertunety to go to the dance with him. sophie was working her way to the bus stop as she did every day, straight to the stop sighn across the street from her home. she stood untill the bus returned to its pick up point and stoped opening the small stop sighn on the side so cars would know not to pass in case smaller children were to cross the street to bored. as sophie borded she sat in seat number thirteen, her favorite in all the bus, it was perfect neather in back nor front and in the middle so all the small bumps that made other kids bounce up and hit their head on the rim of the bar that reached along the top to hang the unbrellas on would not be a proble for her. also thirteen had been her favorite number sense she was little thirteen shoes thirteen gifts for christmas and her birthday was on the thirteenth of january. as the bus pulled away she saw the yellow lines on the road progressavely get faster and faster untell they streaked together like a celing fan dose after it it is turned on. the trees were all buded with the flowers they bore and the bushes were lush with green color. lots of the women that she saw were out hoeing their garden getting ready to plant flowers. once at school sophie opened her locker combanation numbers 13-13-13 on locker number 13 and got supplies for class. the day went farely fast and once homeroom set in she knew what she had to do. as the last bell rang its final tune she made her way down to mr. carvage's class. rodjer was there waiting as usual and reading his book the "The Moons Falls". he always seemed to be intested in the mystery stories and thus he picked creepy ones to juce it up a little. sophie made her way to her seat next to him, as she did she slid a note to him under his book. "don't read it till you want to", she said blushing slightly. rodjer looked up from his book and smiled, he then placed it aside and opend the well folded peace of paper. it read: