Prologue: Jail-ousy
"Why can't I get this feeling of my chest? Jealousy…? huh?"
I've been thinking for a while; I wanted to know the reason as for why this feeling kept me wondering for so long.
Gumball lets out a long sigh, he smacked his head on the table and rested his head for a while.
He stared at the girl next to him, sitting on her chair, writing down the notes on the board.
She seems to be enjoying her day without a worry in her mind; laughing during breaks and constantly smiling around so many people.
I wonder how she does that, aren't she tired of constant façade that she put on? Or am I only envious of her being nice to everyone but me.
*smack*
Gumball raised his head, the last thing he didn't expect was a roll of paper hitting his head.
He opened his eyes and saw an ugly ape, ready to bite his face off, it was Simians.
"Watterson, to detention!"
He couldn't do anything but to obey her orders; a little bit embarrassed but that's only a small thing compared to his past mischiefs.
"To the prison then!"
He glanced at the girl before walking out of the room and into the detention facility.
Why? Why do you still smile? You're making me feeling weird, anxious, nervous around you; makes me wonder what's inside that shell of yours.
This weird feeling on my chest, this is because of you, Penny Fitzgerald, and I swear one day… I will make you have this same feeling as mine.
I'll take you as my prisoner.
Yo! I'm back with another story and improved grammar (thanks English teacher who doesn't do a thing) hopefully I can finish this one.
This is just a prologue, which meant to give the readers a context of the story; the real chapter begins on the next page (obviously) .
