Normally, going back to school is terrible, but it's so much worse now. For one, I still didn't figure out who my mystery kisser is and two, I have to deal with Waverly's pestering about my whereabouts during lunch on Wednesday, December 23rd, the day that her dress was sabotaged.
As I got out of my car, I yawned, imitating a baby dinosaur. I laughed at that thought before heaving my bag out of the passenger's seat. I groaned, muttering about the stupid thing as it got caught on the head rest. "Saltines," I snapped as I finally managed to yank it out of the passenger's seat.
The amount of strength I put into the tug was more than enough, it caused me to fall backwards into the empty parking spot beside mine and I glared at my car. I was currently sitting in snow that was drenching my pa
