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  ** David Li 3rd draft **

“’Sup Mildred.” said Charlie as he entered the factory with a gasp, “Sorry for coming in tardy. My glaikit clock wouldn’t ring this forenoon, please don’t mark me tardy.”

Mildred is the person in charge who’s in the factory and who’s absent. She’s also the factory’s supper server.

Mildred hesitated for a moment. But then she said, “Fine, but this is the only time I’m going to not mark y—“

Charlie quickly grabbed her hands, snogged it twice to pretend that he was really thankful to her (Charlie never liked the olde, bloater, “has no brain” lady) and quickly said “Thank ye thank ye thank ye so much! This means a lot to me see ya later bye!”

Mildred’s chevy chase blushed as she watched Charlie going to his office.

He ran towards his office, sat on his chair, took out his computer, and started to graft … Well, pretending to graft. All he’s doing is typing some random letters.

As Charlie typed his ridiculous yet pathetic letters, his beautiful girlfriend Star Rellik came by. “ Hey Charlie.” said Star with a sweet voice. “ Hi Star” said Charlie with his chevy chase blushed.

Star then let out a shriek, and jumped, thinking that a creature had tad her. Tom, Charlie’s best friend, started laughing hardly.

“What are ye laughing at?” snapped Star.

“Nuffin’ really. Just wanted to say hi to my awesome mucca Charlie.” Tom answered.

“Is that so…” said Star, “aren’t ye suppose to be in yer own office working on some new rat traps?”

Tom’s chevy chase got red like fire and shouted with rage, “Who dae ye think ye are!? My guvnor!?

“No, I’m just sure that ye ’re the murderer that killed the workers. And I hae proof.”

 “ ye motherfu—“

“Now, now. Both of ye chill,” Charlie interrupted, “lets go eat supper shall we? My stomach is begging for food now. Plus, Tom couldn’t be the murderer he’s a noice bloke and he’s my dogs bollocks mucca. No mucca of mine would dae such thingamajig.”

Star said calmly, like a detective “So what? He knows a lot of things about rats, he loves rats, he has a tons of rats in his house—”

“Stalker!” interrupted Tom, pointing the middle finger at her (Tom’s a bad man especially if ye pish him orf ).

“ schtum up both of ye. Jesus, let’s just go to the cafeteria to hae some supper …” said Charlie.

Charlie sighed for a moment, and then went to the cafeteria with his mates. Charlie waited in the cafeteria queue, waiting for his turn to get his dish. As Charlie got his food, Mildred added a pudding, pudding.

“Thanks Mildred, that’s very noice of ye.” Said Charlie with a smile (pudding Charlie’s favourite pudding ).

“ Ye ’re welcome…”said Mildred shyly. Her chevy chase blushed, her heart, pumping faster than the speed of light (well not really, I’m just exaggerating obviously).

Anyways, after that, Charlie sat at his table eating with Star whilst the couple ate their supper, Tom was having a fight with the olde, bloater bint.

“That ain’t fair! Ye gave a pudding to Charlie and ye won’t give a pudding to me?!” shouted Tom, “I’m a good man olde lady and if ye don’t give a pudding to me ye will regret!”

“Hmph,” said Mildred, covering her lugholes, “I can’t hear anything so ye can’t hear anything either.”

“ Ye can say all ye want about me but ye ’re gonna feel sorry for me bleedin' soon.” Murmured Tom, glaring at her.

Tom then put his dish on the table. Then he bent down the floor, no one knows what he’s doing. “What are ye doing Tom,”

 “ nothin’,” as Tom interrupted Star. He quickly stood up and went to eat his supper.


 * Daniela Mora 3rd Draft:**

As Charlie came into the view of the factory, the woman at the entrance turned and smiled. There he was, running down the street, his feet hitting the pavement with a thump. His brown hair was bobbing up and down, covering his gorgeous green eyes as he ran toward her. Mildred’s breath quickened as he got closer, her heart palpitating so fast she thought it would burst out of her chest and fall into his arms. Before she knew it there he was, right in front of her. “Im….sorry” Charlie said between gasps, unable to catch air. “My cloc’ wouldn’ ring vis morning, please don’ mark me” and then he smiled, pleadingly. “We-ll I-I gu-guess” she stammered as though she had just run a block. She cleared her throat and began again “Well I guess vat doesn’ matta” she reported “I mean, who eva died for fifteen minues’?” and with that she leaned in, so close to him that she could feel his heartbeat and whispered “We’ll just pre’end vhis neva happened”. She then smiled at him, and winked as she took his card, and checked him… as early. “Thanks alo’ Mildred, i’s means a lo’ to me”. He was about to walk away when he heard a voice calling his name. Then he saw her, coming toward him, her long black hair moving in the cold wind, his love, his one and only, Star Rellik. “Well, hullo” she pronounced smiling sweetly at Charlie. She too had feelings for him, but they were taking their time. “Hi” she murmured, barely acknowledging Mildred. Then Star let out a shriek, and jumped as if just been biten by a creature. Tom, who had just walked in, burst out laughing. “Wha’ are you laughing a?’” snapped Star, “Nofing” replied Tom, who was still chuckling. “Well Tom” began Mildred, “You are la’e again” she shook her head disapprovingly, and marked him late. She had never been fond of Tom, there was something suspicious, sneaky about him. Unfortunately he was Charlie’s friend, therefore he had to be treated nicely, but sometimes it was just so hard to do. Mildred, was not a patient person, and Tom just put her nerves on the edge. “Bu’ common Mildred” he groaned in annoyance, “I wasn’ even tha’ la’e”. “Im sorre Tom” responded Mildred, standing her ground, she knew Tom was getting angry, she could tell by the way his eyes grew bigger and bigger, like wall clocks. “I’s the rules” she continued, shrugging her shoulders. Tom paced around the entrance nervously, pulling his hair and muttering curse words. Finally he moved toward the desk and said: “I know wha’ you’re problem is” he announced “You’re a fat old cow who make’s everyone’s life miserable”. Mildred would not take it, she stormed out from behind the desk, put one finger on Tom’s chest and said. “Well who you are to speak hu? You’re the creepiest person alive, who has no friends at all”. Charlie was about to step in, he had to do something but as soon as he was going to, Star pulled him back “What do you think you’re doing” she whispered. “But he’s my friend” answered Charlie, dignified “I mus’ do some’hing”. “Just leave them alone Charlie”snapped Star rudely, taking grab of his arm, holding it so hard it made Charlie wince “Tom’s a big fellow, he can fend for himself”. She then let go of his arm briskly, lifted her chin dignified, and smiled to herself, enjoying the scene before her. “Why are you soo obnoxious?!” hollered Tom, who was still upset “You know how hard I’ is for me! And I live ‘he fardes’ away!” “Well then why don’ you ge’ your barmy fa’ barmy to wake up earlier” answered Mildred. “Talking abou’ fat!” exclaimed Tom “Have you looked in he mirror?!” “You, you” muttered Mildred, who wasn’t very good at comebacks “You barmy pillock! Just go away!” “Bloody hell Mildred!” yelled Tom, slamming his hand on the desk so hard it made the hairs on Charlie’s neck stand. “Jus’ give me one more, one more chance! I promise I won’ be la’e anymore”. “I already told you” exclaimed Mildred, exasperated “I’s the rules! Now ge’ your bloody self ou’ of my office!” Her face became red as she said this, and Star couldn’t help but snicker at the sight. “Oh because I am soo scared of your’ big ugly self!” mocked Tom. “Ge’ ou’! Ge’ ou’!” shrieked Mildred. “You will pay for this” whispered Tom, under his breath “You will pay”. He was about to walk out when he suddenly stopped abruptly and turned around, a smile plastered across his face. He strode toward Mildred, swift as a cat, and moved close to her, so close he could feel her heartbeat and said: “Oh and by the way Mildred, people //can// die for fifteen minue’s”. He then glided toward the door, leaving Mildred, shaking, cold as ice.

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“’Sup Mildred.” said Charlie as he entered the factory with a gasp, “Sorry for coming in late. My stupid clock wouldn’t ring this morning, please don’t mark me late.”

Mildred is the person in charge who’s in the factory and who’s absent. She’s also the factory’s lunch server.

Mildred hesitated for a moment. But then she said, “Fine, but this is the only time I’m going to not mark y—“

Charlie quickly grabbed her hands, kissed it twice to pretend that he was really thankful to her (Charlie never liked the old, fat, “has not brain” lady) and quickly said “Thank you thank you thank you so much! This means a lot to me see ya later bye!”

Mildred’s face blushed as she watched Charlie going to his office.

He ran towards his office, sat on his chair, took out his computer, and started to work… Well, pretending to work. All he’s doing is typing some random letters.

As Charlie typed his ridiculous yet pathetic letters, his beautiful girlfriend Star Rellik came by.

“Hey baby.” said Star with a sweet voice.

“Hey Star” said Charlie with his face blushed.

Star then let out a shriek, and jumped, thinking that a creature had bit her. Tom, Charlie’s <span style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Arial; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px;">best friend, started laughing hardly.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Arial; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px;">“What are you laughing at?” snapped Star.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Arial; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px;">“Nuffin’ really. Just wanted to say hi to my awesome friend Charlie.” Tom answered.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Arial; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px;">“Is that so…” said Star, “aren’t you suppose to be in your own office working on some new rat traps?”

<span style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Arial; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px;">Tom’s face got redder than a red choo-choo train and shouted with rage, “Who do you think you are!? My boss!?

<span style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Arial; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px;">“No, I’m just sure that you’re the murderer that killed the dead workers. And I have proof.”

<span style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Arial; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px;">“You motherfu—“

<span style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Arial; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px;">“Now, now. Both of you chill,” Charlie interrupted, “lets go eat lunch shall we? My stomach is begging for food now. Plus, Tom couldn’t be the murderer he’s a nice guy and he’s my best friend. No friend of mine would do such thing.”

<span style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Arial; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px;">Star said calmly, like a detective “So what? He knows a lot of things about rats, he loves rats, he has a tons of rats in his house—”

<span style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Arial; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px;">“Stalker!” interrupted Tom, pointing the middle finger at her (Tom’s a bad man especially if you piss him off).

<span style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Arial; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px;">“Shut up both of you. Jesus, let’s just go to the cafeteria to have some lunch…” said Charlie. He sighed for a moment, and then went to the cafeteria with his friends.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Arial; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px;">Charlie waited in the cafeteria line, waiting for his turn to get his dish.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Arial; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px;">As Charlie got his food, Mildred added a dessert, pudding.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Arial; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px;">“Thanks Mildred, that’s very nice of you.” Said Charlie with a smile (pudding Charlie’s favorite dessert).

<span style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Arial; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px;">“You’re welcome…”said Mildred shyly. Her face blushed, her heart, pumping faster than the speed of light (well not really, I’m just exaggerating obviously).

<span style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Arial; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px;">Anyways, after that, Charlie sat at his table eating with Star. While the couple ate their lunch, Tom was having a fight with the old, fat woman.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Arial; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px;">“That ain’t fair! You gave a pudding to Charlie and you won’t give a pudding to me?!” shouted Tom, “I’m a good man old lady and if you don’t give a pudding you will regret!”

<span style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Arial; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px;">“Hmph,” said Mildred, covering her ears, “I can’t hear anything so you can’t hear anything either.”

<span style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Arial; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px;">“You can say all you want about me but you’re gonna feel sorry for me very soon.” Murmured Tom, glaring at her.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Arial; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px;">Tom then put his dish on the table. Then he bent down the floor, no one knows what he’s doing.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Arial; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px;">“What are you doing Tom,”

<span style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Arial; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px;">“Nothing,” as Tom interrupted Star. He quickly stood up and went to eat his lunch.


 * Daniela Mora 2nd Draft**

As Charlie came into the view of the factory, the old woman turned and smiled. There he was, running down the street, his feet hitting the pavement with a thump. His brown hair was bobbing up and down, covering his gorgeous green eyes as he ran toward her. Mildred’s breath quickened as he got closer, her heart palpitating so fast she thought it would burst out of her chest and fall into his arms. Before she knew it there he was, right in front of her. “Im….sorry” Charlie said between gasps, unable to catch air. “My cloc’ wouldn’ ring vis morning, please don’ mark me” and then he smiled, pleadingly. “We-ll I-I gu-guess” she stammered as though she had just run a block. She cleared her throat and began again “Well I guess vat doesn’ matta” she reported “I mean, who eva died for fifteen minues’?” and with that she leaned in, so close to him that she could feel his heartbeat and whispered “We’ll just pre’end vhis neva happened”. She then smiled at him, and winked as she took his card, and checked him… as early. “Thanks alo’ Mildred, i’s means a lo’ to me”. He was about to walk away when he heard a voice calling his name. Then he saw her, coming toward him, her long black hair moving in the cold wind, his love, his one and only, Star Rellik. “Well, hullo” she pronounced smiling sweetly at Charlie. She too had feelings for him, but they were taking their time. “Hi” she murmured, barely acknowledging Mildred. Then Star let out a shriek, and jumped as if just been biten by a creature. Tom, who had just walked in, burst out laughing. “Wha’ are you laughing a?’” snapped Star, “Nofing” replied Tom, who was still chuckling. “Well Tom” began Mildred, “You are la’e again” she shook her head disapprovingly, and marked him late. She had never been fond, of Tom, there was something suspicious, sneaky about him. But he was a friend of Charlie’s so she had to treat him nicely. “Bu’ common Mildred” he groaned in annoyance, “I wasn’ even tha’ la’e”. “Im sorre Tom” responded Mildred, standing her ground, she knew Tom was getting angry, she could tell by the way his eyes grew bigger and bigger, like wall clocks. “I’s the rules” she continued, shrugging her shoulders. Tom paced around the office nervously, pulling his hair and muttering curse words. Finally he moved toward the desk and said: “I know wha’ you’re problem is” he announced “You’re a fat old ladie who make’s everyone’s life miserable”. Mildred would not take it, she stormed out from behind the desk, put one finger on Tom’s chest and said. “Well who you are to speak hu? You’re the creepiest person alive, who has no friends at all”. Charlie was about to step in, he had to do something but as soon as he was going to, Star pulled him back “What do you think you’re doing” she whispered. “But he’s my friend” answered Charlie “I mus’ do some’hing”. But Star didn’t answer, she just shrugged her shoulders and smiled, grinning at the scene. “Why are you soo obnoxious?!” hollered Tom, who was still upset “You know how hard I’ is for me! And I live ‘he fardes’ away!” “Well then why don’ you ge’ your barmy fa’ bute to wake up earlier” answered Mildred. “Talking abou’ fat!” exclaimed Tom “Have you looked in he mirror?!” “You, you” muttered Mildred, who wasn’t very good at comebacks “You barmy pillock! Just go away!” “Bloody hell Mildred!” yelled Tom, slamming his hand on the desk so hard it made the hairs on Charlie’s neck stand. “Jus’ give me one more, one more chance! I promise I won’ be la’e anymore”. “I already told you” exclaimed Mildred, exasperated “I’s the rules! Now ge’ your bloody self ou’ of my office!” Her face became red as she said this, and Star couldn’t help but snicker at the sight. “Oh because I am soo scared of your’ big ugly self!” mocked Tom. “Ge’ ou’! Ge’ ou’!” shrieked Mildred. “You will pay for this” whispered Tom, under his breath “You will pay”. He was about to walk out when he suddenly stopped abruptly and turned around, a smile plastered across his face. He strode toward Mildred, swift as a cat, and moved close to her, so close he could feel her heartbeat and said: “Oh and by the way Mildred, people //can// die for fifteen minue’s”. He then glided toward the door, leaving Mildred, shaking, cold as ice.

<span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic',sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 32px;">Daniela Mora The old woman turned and smiled, there he was, running down the street, his feet hitting the pavement with a thump. His brown hair was bobbing up and down, covering his gorgeous green eyes as he ran toward her. Mildred’s breath quickened as he got closer, her heart palpitating so fast she thought it would burst out of her chest and fall into his arms. Before she knew it there he was, right in front of her. “Im….sorry” Charlie said between gasps, unable to catch air. “My cloc’ wouldn’ ring vis morning, please don’ mark me” and then he smiled, pleadingly. “We-ll I-I gu-guess” she stammered as though she had just run a block. She cleared her throat and began again “Well I guess vat doesn’ matta” she reported “I mean, who eva died for fifteen minues’?” and with that she leaned in, so close to him that she could feel his heartbeat and whispered “We’ll just pre’end vhis neva happened”. She then smiled at him, and winked as she took his card, and checked him… as early. “Thanks alo’ Mildred, i’s means a lo’ to me”. He was about to walk away when he heard a voice calling his name. Then he saw her, coming toward him, her long black hair moving in the cold wind, his love, his one and only, Star Rellik. “Well, hullo” she pronounced smiling sweetly at Charlie. She too had feelings for him, but they were taking their time. “Hi” she murmured, barely acknowledging Mildred. Then Star let out a shriek, and jumped as if just been biten by a creature. Tom, who had just walked in, burst out laughing. “Wha’ are you laughing a’” snapped Star, “Nofing” replied Tom, who was still chuckling. <span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic',sans-serif; font-size: 15.8333px; line-height: 38px;">“Well Tom” began Mildred, “You are la’e again” she shook her head disapprovingly, and marked him late. She had never been fond, of Tom, there was something suspicious, sneaky about him. But he was a friend of Charlie’s so she had to treat him nicely. “Bu’ common Mildred” he groaned in annoyance, “I wasn’ even tha’ la’e”. “Im sorre Tom” responded Mildred, standing her ground, she knew Tom was getting angry, she could tell by the way his eyes grew bigger and bigger, like wall clocks. <span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic',sans-serif; font-size: 15.8333px; line-height: 38px; text-indent: 35.4pt;">“I’s the rules” she continued, shrugging her shoulders. Tom paced around the office nervously, pulling his hair and muttering curse words. Finally he moved toward the desk and said: “I know wha’ you’re problem is” he announced “You’re a fat old ladie who make’s everyone’s life miserable”. Mildred would not take it, she stormed out from behind the desk, put one finger on Tom’s chest and said. “Well who you are to speak hu? You’re the creepiest person alive, who has no friends at all”. Charlie was about to step in, he had to do something but as soon as he was going to, Star pulled him back “What do you think you’re doing” she whispered. “But he’s my friend” answered Charlie “I mus’ do some’hing”. But Star didn’t answer, she just shrugged her shoulders and smiled, grinning at the scene. “Why are you soo obnoxious?!” hollered Tom, who was still upset “You know how hard I’ is for me! And I live ‘he fardes’ away!” “Well then why don’ you ge’ your barmy fa’ bute to wake up earlier” answered Mildred. “Talking abou’ fat!” exclaimed Tom “Have you looked in he mirror?!” “You, you” muttered Mildred, who wasn’t very good at comebacks “You barmy pillock! Just go away!” “Bloody hell Mildred!” yelled Tom, slamming his hand on the desk so hard it made the hairs on Charlie’s neck stand. “Jus’ give me one more, one more chance! I promise I won’ be la’e anymore”. “I already told you” exclaimed Mildred, exasperated “I’s the rules! Now ge’ your bloody self ou’ of my office!” Her face became red as she said this, and Star couldn’t help but snicker at the sight. “Oh because I am soo scared of your’ big ugly self!” mocked Tom. “Ge’ ou’! Ge’ ou’!” shrieked Mildred. “You will pay for this” whispered Tom, under his breath “You will pay”. He was about to walk out when he suddenly stopped abruptly and turned around, a smile plastered across his face. He strode toward Mildred, swift as a cat, and moved close to her, so close he could feel her heartbeat and said: “Oh and by the way Mildred, people //can// die for fifteen minue’s”. He then glided toward the door, leaving Mildred, shaking, cold as ice.

= = =__**Lucia Passuello (first draft)**__= = = = = <span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Hey Charlie!” said Helga greeting him.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Oh hi Helga, sorry i’m late again,” he apologized.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Na, it’s fine,” she said blushing like a bright pink rose.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Thanks so much,” Charlie said taking her hand. <span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">Charlie entered the dark factory room. He turned on the lights. Then he sat down with his computer to finish some business.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Hello Charlie,” Star said sweetly, kissing him on the cheek.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Hi Star,” Charlie responded without looking away.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">Her wide and enthusiastic smile took Charlie into a roller coaster of emotions, and when he looked at her piercing green eyes, he just couldn’t look away. She was as beautiful as a garden full of roses.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Hey lets go baby, it’s lunch time,” Star announced.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Yeah.”

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">From the corner of her eye Helga could see Charlie and Start walking together, holding each others hands. Helga’s face turned fuming red as Star sat on the table and Charlie approached her.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Um, Helga could you give the usual please?”

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Sure.” Helga responded, putting an extra pudding on Charlie’s plate. Pudding was Charlie’s favorite.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Wow, thanks Helga. Your the best!” Charlie grinned with delight as he saw the pudding. Just then Charlie’s best friend, Tom, came. He had just seen from his office the extra pudding Helga had served Charlie.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Um, hi Helga,” Tom smiled.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Hey,” Helga responded sourly. Helga returned the plate Tom had handed her full with food, but only one pudding.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Helga, I demand you give me an extra pudding!” he shouted. All the cafeteria turned to watch.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Sorry, no more left, I had exactly one extra,” she responded without looking up.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“That is not far, I know you are lying,” Tom replied. Helga didn’t look up and just keot serving food to the rest of the people.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“You’re going to regret this you old fat lady!”

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">Helga couldn’t take it any longer.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Wa did you call me?” Helga shouted.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Yeah thats right, fatso!” Tom repeated. Then he started laughing at his own joke. Helga put her head down and tried to ignore him. She needed this job and she wouldn’t risk it for this looser.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Look who’s talking. You are a friendless, tall, skinny, freaky guy, who has a big obsession with rats. You and your friend rats might as well pack your bags and leave this town alone! You could go infest another town!” Helga screamed. Her face was red with rage and Charlie could have sworn smoke was coming out her ears. Charlie stood up unexpectedly.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Shut up! Both of you!!” Charlie separated his two friends.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“You will regret this Helga! You will!” Tom said rapidly.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Just stop!” Charlie said once again.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">With that, all the cafeteria was silent and Charlie took Tom back to the table with him. Tom can’t help but notice Star’s eerie smile, it was freaky and bizarre. Charlie turned around just to see Helga staring right at him. He quickly turned around his head.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;"> Helga put her head down. How could she do this to Charlie’s best friend. Charlie looked back once more, just to see a tear roll down Helga’s face.

=<span style="font-size: 1.4em; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">__Lucia Passuello (second draft)__ =

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">As Mildred turned around she could see a man running towards her. In fact, it was Charlie. His brown hair flowed up every time he hit the pavement and it flowed up like a feather every time he lifted himself up.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Hi Mildred, sorry i’m late again,” he apologized.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Na, it’s fine,” she said blushing a little.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Thanks so much, you’re the best,” Charlie said taking her cold hand. Just then the beautiful Star Rellik stepped out from inside the factory building. Charlie let go of Mildred’s hand rapidly.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">Right behind Charlie came Tom, running as fast as he could.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“ He-ahe-ahe. Hi Mildred,” Tom said panting in need of air.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Hey Charlie! How are you today?” Star grinned as she kissed him on the cheek. Her wide and enthusiastic smile took Charlie into a roller coaster of emotions, and when he looked at her piercing green eyes, he just couldn’t look away. She was as beautiful as a garden of roses.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Tom...” Star nodded to Tom greeting him. Star didn’t really like Tom. He was eerie and he had this obsession for rats.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“You’re late,” Mildred announced to Tom marking him late. Mildred wasn’t a fan of Tom either, but he had to respect him because he was a good friend of Charlie. In fact, they were best friends.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“But Charlie was late and you didn’t mark him...” Tom wined.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Sorry Tom, can’t make more exceptions. I have already made some this weak and if they find out, I lose my job,” Mildred explained getting a little annoyed. She would just have liked to tell him that she didn’t excuse him because she didn’t like him and because he was freaky and weird. But again, he was Charlie’s best friend and there was nothing she could do about it. Tom could see Star grin from the corner of his eye.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Mildred this is not fair. It’s not fair that you have favorites, such as Charlie and probably Star, and you make life easier for them. But for other people, for the ones you don’t like, you turn their life's into a living hell,” Tom roared.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Well, that’s not my problem. It’s not my problem that you have a problem with me!” exclaimed Mildred.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Hey stop really, don’t fight. It’s not worth it!” Charlie indicated, trying to stop the fight but not knowing how to.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“I don’t have a problem with you! You have a problem with me. What is it that’s wrong with me you fat cow!” Tom suddenly shouted ignoring Charlie.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Well my problem is that you freaky, rat addict, are as eerie and as freaky as my grandma’s ugly, brown mole!” Mildred confessed with her face red with rage.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">Charlie was surprised. He knew Tom and Mildred were not the greatest friends, but he didn’t know there existed so much tension between them.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Well, I would guess you’re as ugly as that horrible mole you’re talking about!” Tom noted.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Ok, thats enough!” Charlie shouted. “Stop it!”

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">No one dared to make a single comment more. With that, Mildred turned her back towards everyone and pretended to work on something on her notebook.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Star walked into the factory and indicated with her hand that Charlie went in.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Common Tom, lets go,” Charlie mumbled to Tom. As Tom walked by Mildred’s back he came to a sudden stop.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“You will regret this!” Tom whispered into Mildred’s ear, sending chills down her back. Mildred could hear Charlie getting close to the factory entrance right to the right of her. She wanted to stop Charlie and apologize. She wanted to turn around and tell him how much she loved him. She wanted to tell him that she didn’t mean to. She wished this whole event with Tom had never, ever happened. Mildred turn around hopping Charlie would turn around and look at her too. Charlie turned back once more, just to see a tear roll down her face.

=<span style="font-size: 1.4em; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">__Lucia Passuello (third draft)__ =

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">As Mildred turned around she could see a man running towards her. In fact, it was Charlie. His brown hair flowed up every time he hit the pavement and it flowed down like a feather every time he lifted himself up in the air again.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Hi Mildred, sorry i’m late again,” he apologized.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Na, it’s fine,” she said blushing a little.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Thanks so much, you’re the best,” Charlie exclaimed taking her cold hands. Just then the beautiful Star Rellik, Charlie's girlfriend, stepped out from inside the factory building and walked towards them. Charlie let go of Mildred’s hand immediately. Star wasn’t the jealous kind, but just in case, he didn’t want problems with her.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">Right behind Charlie came Tom, running as fast as he could.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“ He-ahe-ahe. Hi Mildred,” Tom said panting in need of air.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Hey Charlie! How are you today?” Star grinned as she kissed him on the cheek. Her wide and enthusiastic smile took Charlie into a roller coaster of emotions, and when he looked at her piercing green eyes, he just couldn’t look away. She was as beautiful as a garden of roses.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Tom...” Star nodded to Tom greeting him. Star didn’t really like Tom. He was eerie and he had this obsession for rats.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“You’re late,” Mildred announced to Tom marking him late. Mildred wasn’t a fan of Tom either, but he had to respect him because he was a good friend of Charlie. In fact, they were best friends.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“But Charlie was late and you didn’t mark him...” Tom wined.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Sorry Tom, can’t make more exceptions. I have already made some this weak and if they find out, I lose my job,” Mildred explained making up excuses, and getting a little annoyed. She would just have liked to tell him that she didn’t excuse him because she didn’t like him and because he was freaky and weird. But again, he was Charlie’s best friend and there was nothing she could do about it.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Mildred this is not fair. It’s not fair that you have favorites, such as Charlie and probably Star, and you make life easier for them. But for other people, for the ones you don’t like, you turn their life's into a living hell,” Tom roared.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Well, that’s not my problem. It’s not my problem that you have a problem with me!” exclaimed Mildred.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Hey stop really, don’t fight. It’s not worth it!”

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">Charlie indicated, trying to stop the fight but not knowing how to. Tom could see Star grin from the corner of his eye, like if she predicted what was going to happen and she liked it. It was that kind of mysterious smile people had when they were thinking on doing something mysterious. It was that kind of smile that sent chills running down through your spine.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“I don’t have a problem with you! You have a problem with me. What is it that’s wrong with me, you fat cow!” Tom suddenly shouted ignoring Charlie.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Well my problem is that you rat addict, are as eerie and as freaky as my grandma’s ugly, brown mole!” Mildred confessed with her face red with rage.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">Charlie was surprised. He knew Tom and Mildred were not the greatest friends, but he didn’t know there existed so much tension between them.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Well, I would guess you’re as ugly as that horrible mole you were just talking about!” Tom noted with anger.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Ok, thats enough!” Charlie shouted. “Stop it!”

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">Charlie was mad, real mad. He wouldn’t tolerate his two, good friends fight like that and in front of him. No he wouldn’t. He was so mad that Mildred could have sworn smoke was coming out his ears. No one dared to make a single comment more. With that, Mildred turned her back towards everyone and pretended to work on something on her notebook. Charlie calmed down and everyone was silent for a few more minutes.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Sorry, but I just had to,” Charlie emphasized.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">Star walked into the factory and indicated with her hand so Charlie went in too.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“Common Tom, lets go,” Charlie mumbled to Tom. As Tom walked by Mildred’s back he came to a sudden stop.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">“You will regret this!” Tom whispered into Mildred’s ear, sending chills down her back.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; margin: 0px;">Mildred could hear Charlie getting close to the factory entrance right to the left side of her. She wanted to stop Charlie and apologize. She wanted to turn around and tell him how much she loved him. She wanted to tell him that she didn’t mean to. She wished this whole event with Tom had never, ever happened. Mildred turn around hopping Charlie would turn around and look at her too. Charlie turned back once more, just to see a tear roll down her face and hit the ground.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 18px/normal Arial; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 27px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">**Lucia Passuello (fouth draft)**

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">As Mildred turned around she could see a man running towards her. In fact, it was Charlie. His brown hair flowed up every time he hit the pavement and it flowed down like a feather every time he lifted himself up in the air again.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">“Wotcha Mildred, sorry i’m tardy again,” he apologized.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">“Na, it’s fine,” she said blushing a little.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">“Thanks so much, ye ’re the bessy!” Charlie exclaimed taking her cold hands. Just then the beautiful Star Rellik, Charlie's girlfriend, stepped out from inside the factory building and walked towards them. Charlie let go of Mildred’s hand immediately. Star wasn’t the jealous kind, but just in case, he didn’t want problems with her.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Right behind Charlie came Tom, running as fast as he could.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">“ He-ahe-ahe. Hi Mildred,” Tom said panting in need of air.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">“Oi Charlie! How are ye today?” Star grinned as she kissed him on the cheek. Her wide and enthusiastic smile took Charlie into a roller coaster of emotions, and when he looked at her piercing green eyes, he just couldn’t look away. She was as beautiful as a garden of roses.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">“Tom...” Star nodded to Tom greeting him. Star didn’t really like Tom. He was eerie and somewhat obsessed with rats.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">“Yeh ’re tardy,” Mildred announced to Tom marking him late. Mildred wasn’t a fan of Tom either, but he had to respect him because he was a good friend of Charlie. In fact, they were best friends.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">“But Charlie was tardy and thou didn’t mark him...” Tom wined.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">“Sorry Tom, can’t make more exceptions. I hae already made some this weak and if they find out, I lose my job,” Mildred explained making up excuses, and getting a little annoyed. She would just have liked to tell him that she didn’t excuse him because she didn’t like him and because he was freaky and weird. But again, he was Charlie’s best friend and there was nothing she could do about it.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">“Mildred this is not fair. It’s not fair that yeh hae favorites, such as Charlie and probably Star, and yeh make life easier for em. But for other people, for the ones yeh don’t fancy, yeh turn their life's into a living hell,” Tom roared.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">“Well, that’s not my problem. It’s not my problem that yeh hae a problem with me!” exclaimed Mildred.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">“Hey stop really, don’t fight. It’s not worth it!” Charlie indicated, trying to stop the fight but not knowing how to.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Tom could see Star grin from the corner of his eye, like if she predicted what was going to happen and she liked it. It was that kind of mysterious smile, the kind of smile that sent chills running down through your spine.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">“I don’t hae a problem with yeh! yeh hae a problem with me. What is it that’s pete tong with me, yeh bloater cow!” Tom suddenly shouted ignoring Charlie.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">“Well my problem is that thou rat addict, are as eerie and as freaky as my grandma’s butters, brown mole!” Mildred hollered with her face red with rage. Star lifted her hand to her face and tried to contain her giggles. Unlike Star, who was enjoying this, Charlie was surprised. He knew Tom and Mildred were not the greatest friends, but he didn’t know there existed so much tension between them.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">“Well, I would guess ye ’re as minger as that horrible mole ye were just yakking about!” Tom noted with anger.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">“Ok, thats dooze!” Charlie shouted. “Stop it!”

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Charlie was mad, real mad. He wouldn’t tolerate his two, good friends fight like that and in front of him. No he wouldn’t. He was so mad that Mildred could have sworn smoke was coming out his ears. No one dared to make a single comment more. With that, Mildred turned her back towards everyone and pretended to work on something on her notebook. Stunned, everyone stared at Charlie in surprise. No one said anything.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">“Let’s just forget about this,” said Star who had been forgotten throughout the course of the argument.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"> Everyone turned to face her, and Charlie saw that some was quite not right. Her words said something, but her smile said another.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">“Common Tom, lets go,” Charlie mumbled to Tom. As Tom walked by Mildred’s back, he came to a sudden stop.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">“Thou will regret this!” Tom whispered into Mildred’s ear, sending chills down her back.

<span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica; letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"> Mildred could hear Charlie getting close to the factory entrance right to the left side of her. She wanted to stop Charlie and apologize. She wanted to turn around and tell him how much she loved him. She wanted to tell him that she didn’t mean to. She wished this whole event with Tom had never, ever happened. Mildred turn around hopping Charlie would turn around and look at her too. Charlie turned back once more, just to see a tear roll down her face and hit the ground.