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Everyone in this story is real, apart from Torak and Renn :)
Welcome to the Chronicles of Ancient Dumbness!
Chronicles of Ancient Dumbness
Chapter 1
Turban or No Turban?
Tipping backwards on her chair, Connie fiddled with her pencil. Like her classmates, she hated history lessons. What is the point of learning about history! She thought, Why don't we learn about the future! You may have already guessed she's not the sharpest pencil in the case, but nobody cared. (Apart from the teacher, obviously.)
"Connie, don't tip back on your chair!" Mr Snow boomed across the small classroom. The blond girl did stop. Her brother smirked at her from his own chair, a few seats away. Dominic and his sister were always squabbling, but strangley they were also the best of friends.
Grumpily, Connie looked at the few scruffy words written in her history book and sighed. She bit the end of her pen as she tried to remember King Henry's last name. Why can't we learn about the stuff in my book. That would be cool. She thought.
Suddenly, her other friend tapped her shoulder making her jump slightly. "Connie, how many wives did Henry have?" Elizabeth (who was also blond) asked the girl sat next to her. Divorced, beheaded, alived, beheaded, died, survied, divorced. The dumb blond tried to remember the rhyme. "Seven!" she exclaimed, as she pointed her finger in the air. Heads turned to look at her.
"Seven? What are you on about, girl?" Teach said.
"King Henry had seven wives?"
The class laughed along with Mr. S. "Six, Connie. He had six wives,"
"Oh."
Moments later everyone went back to their work. Mr Snow walked around the room, checking that everyone was working. He approached Elizabeth and Connie's table. Out of the corner of her eye, Connie saw him pick up her beloved book. "Hmm, Chronicles of Ancient Darkness. Is it good?"
She looked up from her work that she was franticly trying to complete. "Yes, sir,"
"Okay. I might read it sometime, looks interesting,"
"It is much more interesting than history,"
Mr Snow frowned at his pupil. "I mean history IS VERY interesting...but the book is interestinger!" she said, hoping he wouldn't say anything else. Luckily he didn't because the bell went.
Everyone picked up their things and ran out of the classroom, (apart from Dominic, who fell over a piece of unconviently placed air). "Ha, Dominic. You spazzie!" Connie laughed at him as he stood up.
"At least I didn't fall over this time!" Elizabeth mentioned. The kids all nodded in agreement.
Happily, the three friends walked out of the gate. (After they had collected their rucksacks, of course.) "Bye Mr Stead!" Dominic screamed to his startled head teacher.
"Lizbef?" Connie said.
"Yes?"
"You wanna come round today?"
"Okay!"
"YAY!" Dominic shouted as he scratched his dark brown hair.
Elizabeth and Dominic started talking as they walked along the pavement; carefully avoiding the piles of dog poo. Slowly, Connie looked behind herself and her blue eyes widened. She looked horrified as Marcus smirked at her. "Hello there, Connie," he whispered, about to take her hand.
"Stay away from me!" Connie shouted.
"Why would I want to do that?" he replied as attempted to grab her hand again. She kicked him, where no boy would every liked to be kicked.
"RUN!" she screeched as she grabbed her friends hands and dragged them to her house.
They banged on the door, and were greeted by Connie's mum. "I guess Elizabeth is coming round?"
"Yeah, she said her mum wouldn't mind!"
Elizabeth smiled angelicly. "Okay, okay!"
Dominic raced up the stairs, closely followed by the two blondies. The brown haired boy sat on the end of his bbed and texted his 'girlfriend', Grace. Elizabeth sat on a small stool and Connie placed herself on the floor. She was reading her book - yet again.
"I wish we could go into my book! That would be AWESOME!" Connie sighed dreamily.
"I wish I could see Grace," Dominic stared at his phone, brown eyes sparkling.
"I wish I could eat some kiwi right now," Elizabeth whispered, licking her lips. The siblings rolled their eyes.
Connie screamed. As her hand touched her book, it went through. She put it on the floor. They all stared at it for a while. "Woa."
Dominic gingerly put his foot in the book. His black trainer disappeared in the pages. "Connie! I'm going in!"
Elizabeth's mouth opened and closed as the boy vanished in the book. "Come on, Lizzington!"
Connie pulled her gob smacked friend off the stool. And they both jumped into the book.
The thirteen year olds huddled together. Elizabeth and Dominic guessed they were in the book, but WHERE in the book? "I'm guessing," Connie announced, "That we are in..the Open Forest!"
"That's a lot of help!" Dominic shouted.
"And I was on the last page of the last book, Ghost Hunter. So everything okayish!"
"Yay!" they shouted.
"So Renn and Torak, might be somewhere near here!"
"Who and who?"
"Dun't matter!"
Connie walked off, hoping to find someone she knew. "Wait!" Elizabeth shouted, "We're still wearing our school uniform!"
She pointed to the MMS (Mayfield Middle School) logo on Connie's navy blue jumper. "Oh, I'll think of something!"
"Not." Dominic muttered under his breath as his sister walked off.
"I heard that, Dome!"
Dominic sat down beside Elizabeth on a boulder. Everything was quiet, apart from some birds and stuff. "I still want a kiwi," she said quietly.
"Cool."
After a few minutes, a deafening scream filled the forest. Dominic cringed as he imagined what painful situation Connie had gotten into. He looked over, to see the blond doing exactly the same thing. At the same time they stood up and ran.
Eventually, Dominic spotted three people in the distance. "Elizabeth, I think she's over there!" he called.
"C'mon then, Dom!"
They ran towards the figures. There was a girl with red hair, a boy with black hair and Connie. There were two ravens hovering above them.
They finally reached their friend and the strangers. "Who are you?" the boy, who looked about sixteen said.
"I'm Connie!"
The boy was about to reply but heard the others coming and turned around, so did the red head.
"We come in peace!" Elizabeth shrieked.
"Yeah! We do! So does Connie!" Dominic added.
"And who are you two?" the girl asked this time.
"I'm Elizabeth,"
"And I'm Dominic!"
Connie ran towards her friends. "Who are you guys then?" she asked, even though she already knew the answer.
"I'm Torak and this is Renn,"
"We just left the Raven Clan. What clan are you three in?" Renn said, "And why do you look so different?"
"Err, we're from Mayfield Clan!" Connie quickly exclaimed.
"I've never heard of such a clan," Torak said.
"Well, we're not from anywhere around here!"
"Hmm."
"We're very different from other clans! As you can tell!" Elizabeth said.
"Anyway! I LOVE you're accent!" Connie squealed.
"Are you from like India or something?" Elizabeth asked them.
"India? Accent?" Torak wondered out loud.
"ARE YOU MUSLIM'S?" Dominic shouted, looking excited.
"What is a Muslims?" Renn said, looking very confused.
"OMIGOD! DO YOU WEAR TURBAN'S!" Dom shouted suddenly. There was a long silence.
"Turban or no turban?" Connie exclaimed dramatically.
"No turban?" they answered.
"Oooh. That sucks!" They wailed.
They are such cool things, all those kid's want is a turban. And they will get one! Hopefully.
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