I was a straight "A" student. I was class president. I had never even gotten into trouble in my life. But, like most eighth-graders, I had hunger for money that trumped my moral integrity.
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"Hey, if you aren't gonna buy anything, you need to head back to class," informed Ms. Albertsson as I was examining a blue mechanical pencil, with a small, rubber panda at the end.
This story begins at the school book fair. Back when my reputation was clean and my morals were solid. The only money I had ever "made" was Christmas money from my grandma. I was pretty much a "goody-two-shoes."
So, I reluctantly put the pencil down and headed back to class.
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Easy As Pie
Teen FictionWhen Lucy, goody-two-shoes and life-long straight "A" student figures out just how much her peers are willing to pay for her schoolwork, she intends to use it to her advantage.
