1993 July 25 9:00

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I felt Amanda shake me awake.

"Thank deviled eggs you awake." Amanda said. "Get up Alice you slob, it's our song."

She didn't see where she was pointing so she ended up pointing as the nasty porta pottys instead of the direction of the music playing in the distance.
I could hear the the screams of loser teens more than his actual singing. The clearly have only heard of Smells like Teen Spirit. They aren't true fans. Losers.

I got up my head was pounding.

"Jesus Christ AMANDA WHAT HAPPENED TO ME!!!"

"You were practically trampled alive. Your *boyfriend* wanted to get you but I didn't want him to do anything to you because he clearly is only dating you because of Beth!"

I frowned. "What makes you oh so certain. Of that."

"Because your her worthless loser friend!"

"Are you high Amanda, oh wait nevermind. Your high all the time, your out of your frickin mind is that why you don't get the guys!"

"Shut up!"

"J-E-A-L-O-U-S!"

"NO!"

"Hope you burn in hell Amanda!"

"No-"

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