Can you juggle your teenage life?
You send Bridget this simple message:
Dear Bridget,
Why were you mad?
Dear Toby
You: (Short and sweet...just how I like it)
You smile to yourself. How could this possibly go wrong?
Dear Bridget,
Why were you mad?
Dear Toby
You: (Short and sweet...just how I like it)
You smile to yourself. How could this possibly go wrong?