Author's note: hi!! Read and enjoy. Please review, but if you don't am cool with that to cause am going to keep writing wither you do or not. This is my first story I've put up for someone to read and am going to finish it dawn it!
Done with talking so on with the story.
Oh yeah before I forget the (put something in here) are not author not just two cents form my other writer of this story.
No1. Knucklehead is helping… a lot-tebayo.
Chapter
1
Pre-Thought
Friday…
Everyone loves Fridays right? It's the end of the week with just a few more hours to the weekend. It's the last day that you're going to be forced into doing something you don't want to. Time to relax, kick back and hang out with friends is just around the corner.
Personally, I hate Fridays.
Mondays are much better in my opinion. Yes, I know that sounds like I'm either insane or the biggest nerd in the world, but neither one is true.
Truth be told, I just get bored out of my mind on the weekends. I have nothing to do that keeps my attention for long. Sure you half to go to school on Mondays, but there you have things that need to get done. It keeps you focused and even organized to some existent.
It isn't that I like school or care about it or anything it involves. It's just that while I'm there my mind is blank; I don't think AT ALL. Being bored all the time, I do nothing but think and just block everything else out.
Unfortunately for me, lately I haven't been able to focus even then. And today is the worst is has ever been in my entire life. I can't keep track of anything and my body is jumpy and weird feeling. I think I'm excited about something, but what, I don't know. It's as if something I've been waiting for a long time is about to happen. Almost like there's a lost present or something that's finally here and I get to open it and see what's inside. But again what it is, I don't know.
Destiny? Fate? A check for a million dollars? Please! Please!! PLEASE!! Be that one!
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Whatever it is I can only guess. However, what I never would have guesses or even dreamed of, except maybe in a nightmare, is that my perverted and hyper friends were the ones who would give it to me. What's worse is that I have a sinking feeling that I'm going to be glad they're here when I get it. Just my luck.
Co-Author note: No.1 Knucklehead here. Yeah… this is better than it was. The next chapters will be longer so don't worry. This is more a prologue than a chapter.
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