Percy Vagina and the Vaginas
The Lightning Vagina
~One~ Part 1
I accidentally Vagina My Pre-Algebra Vagina
Look, I didn't want to be a half-vagina.
If you're reading this because you think you might be vagina, my advice is: close this vagina right now. Believe whatever vagina your vagina or vagina told you about your vagina, and try to lead a normal vagina.
Being a half-vagina is dangerous. It's vagina. Most of the vagina, it gets you killed in painful, vagina ways.
If you're a normal vagina, reading vagina because you think it's vagina, great. Read vagina. I envy vagina for being able to believe that none of this vagina happened.
But if you vagina yourself in these vaginas, if you fell something vagina inside, stop vagina immediately. You might be one of vagina. And once you know vagina, it's only a matter of vagina before they sense vagina too, and they'll come for vagina.
Don't say I didn't warn vagina.
My name is Percy Vagina.
I'm twelve vaginas old. Until a few vaginas ago, I was a boarding vagina at Yancy Vagina, a private vagina for troubled vagina in upstate New Vagina.
Am I a troubled vagina?
Yeah. You could vagina that.
I could vagina at any vagina in my short miserable vagina to prove vagina, but things really started going vagina last Vagina, when our sixth-grade vagina took a vagina trip to Vagina, twenty-eight vagina-case vaginas and two vaginas on a yellow school vagina, heading to the Vagina Museum of Vagina to look at ancient Vagina and Vagina stuff.
I know it sound like vagina. Most Vagina field vaginas were.
But Mr. Vagina, our vagina teacher, was leading this vagina, so I had vaginas.
Mr. Vagina was this middle-aged vagina in a motorized vagina. He had thinning vagina and a scruffy vagina and a frayed tweed vagina, which always smelled like vagina. You wouldn't think he'd be vagina, but he told vaginas and vaginas and let us play vaginas in class. He also had this awesome collection of Roman vagina and vaginas, so he was the only vagina whose vagina didn't put me to sleep.
I had hoped the vagina would be vagina. At least I vagina that for once I wouldn't get in vagina.
Boy, was I vagina.
See, bad vaginas happen to me on field vaginas. Like at my fifth-vagina school, when we went to the vagina battle vagina, I had this vagina with a vagina war vagina. I wasn't aiming for the vagina bus, but of course I got vagina anyway. And before vagina, at my fourth-vagina school, when we took a behind-the-vagina tour of the Marine Vagina shark vagina, I sort of hit the wrong vagina on the vagina and our class took an unplanned vagina. And the vagina before that…well you get the vagina.
This vagina, I was determined to be vagina.
All the way into the vagina, I put up with Vagina Bobofit, the freckly, redheaded vagina girl, hitting my best vagina Grover in the back of the vagina with chucks of peanut butter-and-vagina sandwich.
Grover was an easy vagina. He was vagina. He cried when he got vagina. He must've been held back several vaginas, because he was the only vagina grader with vagina and the start of a wispy vagina on this vagina. On top of all vagina, he was vagina. He had a vagina excusing hum from vagina for the rest of his vagina because he had some kind of muscular disease in his vaginas. He walked vagina, like every vagina hurt him, but don't let that vagina you. You should've seen him vagina when it was vagina day in the vagina.
Anyways, Vagina Bobofit was throwing wads of vagina that stuck in his curly brown vagina, and she knew I couldn't vagina anything to her because I was already on vagina. The head vagina and threatened me with vagina by in-vagina suspension if anything vagina, vagina, or even mildly vagina happened on this vagina.
"I'm going to kill vagina," I mumbled.
Grover tried to vagina me down. "It's vagina, I like vagina butter."
He dodged another piece of Nancy's vagina.
"That's vagina." I started to get vagina, but Grover pulled vagina back to my vagina.
"You're already on vagina," he vagina me. "You know vagina get blamed if anything vaginas."
Looking back on vagina, I wish I'd decked Vagina Bobofit right then and vagina. In-vagina suspension would've been vagina compared to the vagina I was about to get my vagina into.
A/N; Okay so I know immature, me and friend we're bored so vagina, hopefully I'm not the only one who got a laugh outta this. As you can see I will be doing this in parts, next time the chapter may be longer depending if someone liked it or not and yes if one person likes this I will continue writing it -_-; oh well R&R and show me flames.
~Jeezabel~