“Dude,” he whispered. “I upd again.”
The bus ride to the camp took three hours. My mom tried to lead an icebreaker: “Let’s describe our favorite English idioms!”
“I thought he would study !”
At 2:00 AM on Day 7, I woke up to a flashlight in my face. UPD was standing over my bunk bed. His hair looked like a startled hedgehog.
“It is now,” he replied. “I upd all night. You are upding right now by not understanding me. Tomorrow, I will have upd for three days straight.” eng camp with mom and my annoying friend who upd
“You invited him,” I reminded her.
When UPD finished, he bowed and said, “Thank you. I hope you all upd tonight.” “Dude,” he whispered
“I can’t. I wrote a poem for the talent show.”