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~~~~~ALEX~~~~~
"Huh?" I say. "Oh come on...we're not the ones who decided to bake a cake...I don't believe that requires getting flour in your hair for Michael." I say smirking, " I can see it from here" I add.
"Flour...?" I put my hand up to my head and look at it, sure enough, there is some white flour on it. "Oh, the bag...it fell on my head...it hurt a lot...right Maria?"
"No voodoo. I just wanted a snack...and the cake ingredients were right there...and Maria was hungry too." I said, eyeing their smug faces. "Alex, your hair looks a bit mussed up. What were you doing, rolling on the floor?"
~~~~~ALEX~~~~~
"Oh...I was looking for...a pen! A pen fell under my bed and I was trying to pick it up and my hair got a but out of control....stupid pen!" I say quickly.