Okay, now I'm mad. I was just minding my own business, walking to my next class, and then this happens. Why me? And why the heck did you people take my freaking fez?
You probably want to know what I'm talking about, huh? Randomly two guys in military-like clothes grabbed me and took my bracelet and my fez and ran off. I guess you might also be wondering why I was wearing a fez in London though. I don't see what's wrong with it. If you do then please tell me, cause I'd like to know. Seriously, leave a review and tell me what the heck you think is wrong with it, because there is nothing wrong with it and we will have an argument.
Anyways, I like fezzes. I mean seriously, last year everyone just seemed to ignore me. I was inviseblae (Also known as invisible.) Then one day I here this weird sound that I can't really describe around the corner, so I went to see what it was. There wasn't anyone there. All there was in the alley was a fez lying on the ground in a puddle. I liked it, so I took it home, cleaned it off, and have rarely taken it off since. (For the germaphobes, don't worry. I cleaned it thoroughly like 5 times because my aunt was so freaking persistent.) Ever since then people don't ignore me anymore, which is just another reason to keep wearing it. So if you do have a problem with me wearing a fez here, then think about that.
Then there's also the matter of the bracelet. It has been passed down through my family for generations and all that crap. But it's not some weird old piece of leather. It is a metal bracelet engraved with weird, and awesome, designs. It has things like crescent moons, circles, spirals, lines, all in random places in no particular design. I would ask my parents if they represented or meant something, but I haven't seen my mom since I was five and my dad died right after I was born, so ya know…
Anyways, I got sidetracked from the point. I tend to do that a lot. I'll start rambling about something and I won't stop. Really anything the slightest bit distracting can make me do that. Like when I listen to some of my favorite bands. I prefer rock and punk music if I think about it. I like My Chemical Romance, Rise Against, Falling In Reverse, well, not really Falling In Reverse, but Panic! At The Disco…
Oh shoot. I did it again, didn't I? Well then. I did warn you. Anyways, here it is.
I chased after the people that took my stuff, because my aunt we kill me if I lost the bracelet, even like this. They didn't have a car, but they were still fast. Luckily I am one of the fastest runners on my track team (not to brag or anything…), so I managed to keep them in sight. I kept chasing after them; sure my aunt would give me crap about skipping school when I got home. Shoot. But then something, odd, happened.
As soon as I started to think about that the people I had been chasing seemed to just… disappear. I slowed to a stop, just watching where they had been, literally a second before. I had no clue where they went. I thought that maybe I should go over there anyway, just in case. And as soon as I got over there I noticed something that I hadn't seen before. There was a sort of lock on the wall by the door, but in Canary Wharf the door is almost never locked, and they wouldn't waste that much money on a lock only used a few times (or at least I don't think so. What is canary wharf even for anyways?), so I wonder what it's for. Eh, I'll store it in my mind palace for later (I don't really have a mind palace, but I want one). So then I went inside.
There was tons of security. There was a lot of security guards, walking around, coming through the lobby, say… every fifteen minutes? They were also in the military-like uniforms, making it impossible to tell whether or not they were the thieves. And actually, now that I get a better look, they might actually be military. Interesting… Anyways, there weren't any cameras, like they were trying to hide the fact that they are surveying us. I've been in places like these before and they usually have microphones everywhere if there aren't cameras. How to get past…
Okay, I know, it's cheesy. But I can't change such a major part in the story otherwise I would just be screwing myself over. And the chapters do get longer and shorter as you progress, but once we get into the episode the chapters are longer, so don't worry.