Ok, today during the unscheduled health class, I used my time wisely, and wrote a mini page-and-a-half story. Now, who wants to read it?
Well, too bad. If you don't want to read it, then stop reading this darn blog, 'cuz you're gonna get a heck of a lot more of my little stories. And don't steal them, 'cuz I mean COME ON! They are MINE!!!!!!!
Anyway, here's the story. (May be I should give you an over-view of the characters in this book sometime... Maybe after I finish my homework...)
Story:
"Hey, Jared," I said, coming to lean on the railing next to him.
"Oh, Collin. Hey, kid," he muttered, giving me a quick glance. Then he went back to staring off the balcony.
"What's up?" I was surprised he hadn't made his usual joke or rude remark, or something.
"Nothin'," he said, shrugging his shoulders and kicked a few pebbles off the side of the balcony.
"C'mon, I know there's something wrong. So, let me ask again; what's wrong?"
Jared grinned. "Li and Feb have been rubbing off on you."
"I dunno. Maybe."
"'Kay, fine. February's what's up."
"Oh?"
"She's so ODD. She freaks the hell out of me! She dresses like one of those really creepy villains on a detective show, or somethin'. And she talks so WEIRD! It's just wrong!"
"Ah, c'mon Jared. She's not all like that." He raised his eyebrows at me.
"Well, duh, she talks weird! She was born in 1906!"
"Yeah, but still," said Jared stubbornly. "I still think she's kind of a (Insert swear here.)."
Suddenly, I was distracted by a slight shimmer in the air behind Jared's shoulder, and February appeared in her long black coat, hair tied back, and eyes glittering. She grinned mischievously.
Jared asked me a question, but I didn't hear it.
All of a sudden he saw my face and paled. "Oh, God. She's behind me, isn't she?" he asked hoarsely.
I nodded mutely.
Slowly, she put her hand on his shoulder, in the perfect position to choke him.
"Jared," she said in a soft, deadly voice. "May I ask what you were just saying about me?"
"Uuumm... I w-was j-j-jus-t sa-saying th-t-that uumm..." he was terrified and stuttering.
"Hm, well, Jared. I'll give you a while to think about that." She squeezed his shoulder, before she started toward the door. He looked as though he was about to faint.
"Oh, and Jared by the way," she said, stopping to look back at us, her hand on the door handle. "You aren't the first to think me odd, although Theodore never thought so."
"Who?" I asked, on Jared's behalf.
"Theodore Giselle. But, I think you know him better as Dr. Seuss."
"What?" I asked. She just smiled and slipped though the barely open door. Jared sunk to the ground in a faint, with relief.
Yep, February was buddies with Dr. Seuss! Oh, and she was born 666. June 6th, 1906!
Jared gets on everyone's nerves. Oh, and Li's full name is Alita. She was born in 1617. And that's where I got my age. I said I was born in 1617, so I'm 392!
Cheerio, peeps!
