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Mango Popsicle.
What the hell!
"Chase, I hate you so much. First you lie to me and now this!" I said, pointing at the popsicles.
"Phyre, instead of arguing, you may start the competition." Alicia said.
Yeah and I call her my best friend.
I quickly placed my fine ass on the park bench and adjusted myself.
I am conceited, so what?
As soon as Chase yelled at us to start, we unwrapped the ice candies.
When my taste buddies, came in contact with the popsicle's, extremely sour flavour, my face scrunched and eyes closed, out of reflex.
"What the f**k?" I screamed at nobody in particular.
Patrick, had already finished more than half of his popsicle.
I began to panic and took three fourths of mine in my mouth.
Fucking s**t!
The popsicle was so damn sour that the roof of my mouth b
