Pierce stood up straight, looking for all the world like he was about to launch into a dramatic poetry recital.

Alessia let out a helpless little laugh. “Sit down, would you? Quit being ridiculous.”

“Heh, sure thing.” Pierce was always quick to take a hint.

“So, let me get this straight–you want A&P to mass–produce my painted T–shirt design as our class jersey for this year’s sports day?”

“That’s why you’re top of the class, Alessia–always sharp,” Pierce on thick. Stella, however, wasn’t having it.

ed, laying it

“You’re really something, aren’t you? Every other year Penny makes the design and we just have another company print them. Now you want to switch it up?”

“Well, yeah, we always used Penny’s freshman–year design, but this time Alessia took first place,” Pierce said, scratching his head.

“So you’re just gonna ditch two years of tradition because someone else came out on top? Seriously, Pierce, are you just looking for ways to keep Lessie busy? Would you be okay if you did all the work for two years, and then got benched just because you didn’t win the last round?”

piece of her mind

defense.

talking her out of it, but she insisted

eyed Pierce

room. Just then, Penny walked back in

little too

still holding her cup. “What’s

to these two that my conscience is still intact and they can stop threatening

Alessia filled her in

sentences.

this is our last year. I wanted something bold and youthful to mark the occasion. It’s

at Penny, then at Pierce. “Alright.

agree

together in front of

away, unimpressed. Stella made a face

really going through with

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