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Loving Annabelle, Alternated Ending Fan Fiction Contest
"NO TELL HER RIGHT NOW, OTHERWHISE THE MESSAGE WILL NEVER GET TO HER!" Annabelle answered back angry now.
"I. I’m going to tell her right away," the woman answered a little bit frightened.
Annabelle heard the woman walk away. ’Please, please talk to me’ Annabelle thought. She jumped when she heard a voice.
"What do you want Annabelle?," Another woman’s voice was heard.
"Mom, I need to speak with you it’s urgent," Annabelle answered stunned she didn’t think she would come on the phone herself.
"What is so urgent then? You know I’m very busy," senator Tillman answered.
"My future can depend on it and you are always busy no surprise there."
"Your future? I would like to speak to you Annabelle but I don’t have time right now," the senator said a little bit stunned at what Annabelle said, she was right she always was busy.
"Then how about we agree to meet so we can talk?" asked Annabelle hoping that she would agree.
"Fine then. If you say it’s urgent and that you future can depend on it then I guess we should talk face to face," her mother answered.
"Great how about tonight at 7 ? We can take a bite and talk afterwards?" Annabelle replied.
"At 7 then, I will pick you up, see you then," Her mom answered wondering what was so urgent.
"See you tonight, bye mom," Annabelle answered back with a smile. She heard the click that the connection was broken. She threw the phone on her bed.
”YES!“ Annabelle shouted and danced.
Everything was going to be ok. She was going to speak with her mom. She only had to find a way to convince her mom that she should drop the charges. With that on her mind she began to figure a plan to convince her mom.
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The 4 girls were in their dorm room. Annabelle was waiting for it to be
”So were are you going?”, asked Kat, not looking at Annabelle.
”That’s none of your business, Kat," Annabelle spat at her. She hadn’t forgotten who had ratted on her. And she wasn’t going to forget it so soon.


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