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Over the weekend, Amy kept hearing an insistent buzzing, but whenever she looked around, the fly wasn’t there. She thought that the fly from the mall and bus might be following her, but she immediately shook the thought from the head on account of it being crazy.

The stuffiness of the cafeteria on Monday paired with the overwhelming scant of mystery meat and non-stop chatter made lunch on Monday nearly unbearable. Some people thought of leaving, but then they reasoned, where would they go?  So everybody ended up staying in the cafeteria.

“Want to trade?” Amy asked.

“What do you have?”  Kait replied.

“Tuna sandwich.”

“Okay, I’ve got Pop Tarts.”

“Awesome,” Amy said, as they exchanged food. Amy pushed her hair behind her ear and took a bite of her Pop Tart.

“Do you want to have a sleep over this weekend?” Kait asked.

“Sure,” Amy replied. A fly buzzed past. She stared at it suspiciously.

“Great, and we should totally watch that one movie, with that one guy,” Kait said, gulping down some tuna.

“Which movie? The funny one or the potentially disturbing one?” Amy asked. The fly landed on the table.

“The funny one.” Kait replied. Amy nodded and tried to swat the fly away but it scampered on to her Pop Tart.

“Hey!” Amy exclaimed. She tried to kill it, but all she ended up with was a squished Pop Tart because the fly flew away. Amy groaned inwardly.

“Well that was unexpected,” Kait commented.

“It was that fly,” Amy said quietly, “that fly keeps following me.”

Kait raised her eyebrows and said, “Okay then. That’s an interesting thought, isn’t it?”