Haha, I lied. It’s not over. After all of this time, I came around and finally made a proper ending. That, and I couldn’t really think of a good sequel for this story. It stands on its one, to be honest. But I swear- no more after this!

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“Jennifer, where’s Faymen? I thought you two were going to meet up before he left?” Mrs. Mosely asked after she had gotten home from school.

“I don’t want to talk about him,” She grunted.

“Oh. . . Well, are you still getting together with Ned tonight like you always do on the last day?”

“I don’t want to talk about Ned either,” Moze sighed, and ran up to her room leaving her mother confused.

About ten minutes later, the doorbell rang, and there was a knock on Moze’s door. Cooking walked in, smiling like he always did when he and Ned hatched up a plan.

“Do I even want to know?” She asked, holding back her laughter.

“Oh, I think you do!” He said excitedly, sitting down in her desk chair.

“Okay, fine. Show me what you’ve got,” Moze rolled her eyes, expecting some stupid invention that Cookie had built within the fifteen minutes they’ve been home since school.

“This!”

“Cookie, that’s a cell phone. I already have one,” Moze said, raising her eyebrows at him.

“Ah, but just wait,” He wiggled in anticipation. The phone rang, and he motioned for Moze to answer it.

“Hello?”

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“Hey, mom, I’m going over to Ned’s house. Is that okay?” Moze asked her mother as she came downstairs, waving to Cookie as he left.

“Sure, but I thought you didn’t want to talk about Ned?” Mrs. Mosely questioned, smiling.

“I know, but lately the two of us have had this problem, and I think we’ve found the answer."

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This was supposed to be incredibly short. And cheesey. Don’t forget cheesey. I hope that’s better than just leaving it like it was before!