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“Donna, can you pretty please buy me a bag of chips?” I begged her. “Sure I guess but you owe me ok?” She yelled across the screaming kids as she navigates through the maze of sweaty kids. My mind ponders about the spiciness of the Hot Cheeto and the crunchy texture. “Here you go” Donna sighed as she sat down with a huff. I knew she wasn’t super happy but I gave her a big hug and opened the bag of Cheetos. The scent hit me harder then I expected and started eating the chips slowly but my guts told me to shove it all in my mouth. I looked at Donna and said, “Hey, I’ll get you a bag tomorrow, I promise.” Hooking my pinkie with hers. “Deal” Donna replied happily munching on her fries. The next day at lunch, I got into the uneven lines of my classmates waiting to pay for our food, I grabbed Donna’s favorite kind of chips and punched in my lunch number. “Hey Donut” I yelled as I was a couple of feet away from the table, “Catch!” I threw the bags of chips in the air but not super high so the teachers can see it. “Got it!” She cried with triumph as I clapped.
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