94.Allergic.

Cassie sneezed and looked up with watery eyes from her Defense Against the Dark Arts text book. She couldn’t figure out what was causing her to sneeze so much. She wasn’t aware of any allergies, so this was weird and the library was most certainly not dusty.

She looked at Marilyn who was busy sniffing a yellow flower and smiling dreamily. That had to be the cause of it. She hated Daisies.

“Where did you get that Marilyn?”

“Get what Cass?”

“The flower in your hand..”

“Carter gave it to me this morning.”

“Well get rid of it, I’m allergic.”