TheEncapsulator

“And here is where we add the ingredients to get that deep clean Cleano products and known for.” droned the tour guide in a monotone voice as if she didn’t want to be here. She wasn’t the only one. I could overhear a couple of my classmates from the Foxbrooke Academy for Girls complaining. “This is soooooooooooooooooooooooooo boring Nancy.” she said while twisting her brown hair around her finger. “Look at it this way Sue. It still beats sitting in class all day.” Her redhead friend replied. “Very true Nancy, but why a soap factory of all places?” “You know every other place in the area won’t let us in with Accident Amy over there. At least there might be some entertainment value in what trouble she causes this time. I saw her point over in my direction. I tried to act like I hadn’t heard them as I pushed my glasses up my nose and blew my blonde hair out of my face. I’m the Amy in question. My natural curiosity added to a short attention span sometimes led to issues. But in my