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Ella Has Never Smiled This Big — She’s Up To Something
I Don’t Think Ella Is As Innocent As She Pretends To Be…
“Ella, spill it.”
“Spill what, Jennifer?”
“I don’t know what, but I can tell there is a what to spill, so, spill it.”
“Jennifer, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Then stop smiling.”
“Oh, gosh! I can’t! I can’t! And I don’t want to.”
Pulling her into an empty classroom, “That’s it! Come with me!”
“But I have to get to class, and I don’t want to get into trouble for being late.”
“Ella, this isn’t High School, and I know you don’t have your first class until ten.”
“If I tell you, 'cause I want to tell you because if I don’t tell someone, I’m gonna explode… do you promise to not tell anyone?”
Closing the door, “Spill it, Ella.”
“Promise you won’t tell anyone?”
“Oh my, God! Yes! I promise!”
“I tied up my boyfriend… in a chair… naked!” Letting out the largest of breaths, Ella adds, “Gosh! Glad I got that off my chest.”
“Ella! When did you do that?”