“It’s just a plastic spider this time.” “This time,” I groan, sagging in relief and then noticing the rather cool breeze across my midsection. “My bra is showing, isn’t it?” I ask, thinking of that scene in Mean Girls where the teacher tries to pull her sweater off and ends up taking her shirt along with it. Yep, that’s what’s happening to me now. “The one with the see-through lace and bows?” “That’s the one,” Spencer says, pushing the sweatshirt back in place and then kissing me quick on the lips as the twins high five each other and continue on up the path. “I’m going to murder those
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