Forget stupid! Daddy says Mr. Lamott wants to move me to the smart math class; he's gonna see if the others approve. I am currently at a 100.3 in his class. Truthfully, if I can't ace my tests in the dumb class, I'll be humiliated in the smart. It's nice to know I was thought of.
Vanessa
P.S.-- If I move, Fran'll be by herself. Too bad. Oh-- what about my "baby"? Wait, he barely knows I'm alive. He'll survive.
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