This product is a piece of junk….the description suggests a much better quality item.
The holders are not even bent consistantly.
If it wasn’t so inconvienient I would return it.
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(this is only the 1st section of the story)The automatic doors suctioned shut and locked. We were the last ones in and it was almost 2:30am. We were late. “Come on, Chase!” called my younger sister Olive who had run ahead. We closed in on the auditorium and Olive peeked through the door. It was full and the Mason had already started his speech.I tugged at her hand, “This way.” And off we ran down the corridor. We were racing so fast all the bulletin boards that usually announced huge events and trips and whatnot were a blur. But then a red sign with big bold letters caught my eye and caused me to stop, which meant Olive stopped too. “What?” she asked annoyed. “One sec!” I yelled back at her. “Shhhh!” she whispered. I rolled my eyes and turned back to my interest in the sign. It read:Mission Trip: Northern CanadaIt had a bunch of information underneath and a pocket of permission forms. “Oh, great, Chase. You know you’re never going to get another mission again.” This time she rolled her eyes. I glared at her. “I can so go!” I continued reading the sign. “Not after what happened in Chile.” She smirked. I took out a flyer. “CHASE!” she yelled. I mimicked her shushing me before and stuffed the flyer in my pocket and we were off again. “Where are we going?” she asked once we had stopped and were sneaking down one of the ‘forbidden’ hallways, really only forbidden to students, but since Chase knew about it, it wasn’t. “Hey, if you really want to Chandelier iron go on that mission trip, we should go the right way!” she whisper-yelled. “Well if you really want to hear the Mason’s speech then listen to me and be quiet you little pig!” I whispered back. I peeked through one of the windows that went to the auditorium. He was still making his speech so we had time to get in. “Up the stairs.” I ordered. She went up without arguing. I smiled to myself and started to climb. When we got to the landing, I opened a heavy gray door and we were in the auditorium. It was dim and there were thousands of vintage red leather covered seats. They were all full except for two, which were Olive’s and mine. The stage was made of glossy wood with new bright red curtains. The Mason was standing at a dark wood podium and the three Assistants were sitting on the same leather seats but it was actually a couch. I looked up and saw a huge chandelier that must have weighed the same as an elephant and instead of light bulbs; it was studded with little candles that were all lit. I stared at one for a few seconds and it went out, but lighted itself again. I frowned with impression. I looked to the wall, which was actually made of cream marble and there was an iron ladder which ended at the first floor at the spot which happened to be at the exact same spot as where our seats were. “Let’s go.” I said, monotone and started to climb down. Olive nodded and walked over. When I got to the bottom I finally took a breath. Olive stopped at the fifth to last step and quietly jumped down, also taking a big breath when she landed. We quietly took our seats and reached into the cup holders and pulled out the new and improved ‘watches’. They also happened to contain the world map, the schedule for the day, current coordinates (family members and other members of the mission’s coordinates), and much more. “These are cool.” said Olive quietly admiring the new version of the sleek black watch. “Shhhh!” I glared. We finally turned our attention to the Mason’s speech. “And our official captain’s of this new year are…Mindy Charlstine and Chase Bailey. Chase gapped at the announcement, hearing his name called for captain, even after what happened in Chile!“Wow!” said Olive looking over at Chase. The audience was applauding and the Mason motioned for them to come on stage. Of course, immediately, Mindy climbed the elegant iron carved staircase up to the stage and Chase shuffled down the side of auditorium still unbelieving. Mindy started tapping her food, impatient and just for her, Chase took as much time as he needed to climb the stairs just as gracefully as she did. “Thank you both for your great, responsible deeds from last year. Please accept your captain positions.” He shook their hands, and Chase could have sworn the Mason was looking directly at him when he said ‘great, responsible deeds’. Two of the assistants (former captains) removed their captain hats and pins and placed them on the new captains. The audience applauded again. They were then told to sit on the Assistant’s couch.
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(this is only the 1st section of the story)The automatic doors suctioned shut and locked. We were the last ones in and it was almost 2:30am. We were late. “Come on, Chase!” called my younger sister Olive who had run ahead. We closed in on the auditorium and Olive peeked through the door. It was full and the Mason had already started his speech.I tugged at her hand, “This way.” And off we ran down the corridor. We were racing so fast all the bulletin boards that usually announced huge events and trips and whatnot were a blur. But then a red sign with big bold letters caught my eye and caused me to stop, which meant Olive stopped too. “What?” she asked annoyed. “One sec!” I yelled back at her. “Shhhh!” she whispered. I rolled my eyes and turned back to my interest in the sign. It read:Mission Trip: Northern CanadaIt had a bunch of information underneath and a pocket of permission forms. “Oh, great, Chase. You know you’re never going to get another mission again.” This time she rolled her eyes. I glared at her. “I can so go!” I continued reading the sign. “Not after what happened in Chile.” She smirked. I took out a flyer. “CHASE!” she yelled. I mimicked her shushing me before and stuffed the flyer in my pocket and we were off again. “Where are we going?” she asked once we had stopped and were sneaking down one of the ‘forbidden’ hallways, really only forbidden to students, but since Chase knew about it, it wasn’t. “Hey, if you really want to Chandelier iron go on that mission trip, we should go the right way!” she whisper-yelled. “Well if you really want to hear the Mason’s speech then listen to me and be quiet you little pig!” I whispered back. I peeked through one of the windows that went to the auditorium. He was still making his speech so we had time to get in. “Up the stairs.” I ordered. She went up without arguing. I smiled to myself and started to climb. When we got to the landing, I opened a heavy gray door and we were in the auditorium. It was dim and there were thousands of vintage red leather covered seats. They were all full except for two, which were Olive’s and mine. The stage was made of glossy wood with new bright red curtains. The Mason was standing at a dark wood podium and the three Assistants were sitting on the same leather seats but it was actually a couch. I looked up and saw a huge chandelier that must have weighed the same as an elephant and instead of light bulbs; it was studded with little candles that were all lit. I stared at one for a few seconds and it went out, but lighted itself again. I frowned with impression. I looked to the wall, which was actually made of cream marble and there was an iron ladder which ended at the first floor at the spot which happened to be at the exact same spot as where our seats were. “Let’s go.” I said, monotone and started to climb down. Olive nodded and walked over. When I got to the bottom I finally took a breath. Olive stopped at the fifth to last step and quietly jumped down, also taking a big breath when she landed. We quietly took our seats and reached into the cup holders and pulled out the new and improved ‘watches’. They also happened to contain the world map, the schedule for the day, current coordinates (family members and other members of the mission’s coordinates), and much more. “These are cool.” said Olive quietly admiring the new version of the sleek black watch. “Shhhh!” I glared. We finally turned our attention to the Mason’s speech. “And our official captain’s of this new year are…Mindy Charlstine and Chase Bailey. Chase gapped at the announcement, hearing his name called for captain, even after what happened in Chile!“Wow!” said Olive looking over at Chase. The audience was applauding and the Mason motioned for them to come on stage. Of course, immediately, Mindy climbed the elegant iron carved staircase up to the stage and Chase shuffled down the side of auditorium still unbelieving. Mindy started tapping her food, impatient and just for her, Chase took as much time as he needed to climb the stairs just as gracefully as she did. “Thank you both for your great, responsible deeds from last year. Please accept your captain positions.” He shook their hands, and Chase could have sworn the Mason was looking directly at him when he said ‘great, responsible deeds’. Two of the assistants (former captains) removed their captain hats and pins and placed them on the new captains. The audience applauded again. They were then told to sit on the Assistant’s couch.
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