Earlier today, Samantha and I were walking through the school's hallway, when Samantha stopped short. I crashed into her and dropped my bag, but she didn't notice.
"Oh wow look at this!" she said, as she ran across the hall.
I didn't see what she was so excited about.
"What is it?" I asked.
"The Fall Festival!" She exclaimed. "They have the posters up. It says to sign up for the set up committee.""They left out a 't'." I observed.
"That's not the point at all!" Samantha said, getting rather impatient.
"Then what is?" I was very confused by now.
"We should sign up for it!!!" she told me.
I was very dubious. In all honesty, I don't want anything to do with the fall festival. I might attend, but setting it up isn't exactly my kettle of tea.
"Listen Samantha, I don't—" I began to tell her.
She wouldn't have any part of it. "It would be fun!" she interjected.I wasn't sure about that.
I was about to suggest volunteering at the library instead, when she interrupted my thoughts. "I wonder where we sign up? The first meeting is tomorrow—" she mused. "Come on Josefina!"
"Where are you going?" I called after her.
"To sign up!"
I had a bad feeling about this, but followed slowly after her.
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