Me: I seriously don't know, what I know at this point...
Edmund: I agree. Exspecally the fact you put me in a Animorphs/Percy Jackson crossover.
Me: But you're so cute. Not that I'm attracted to you. That would be weird.
Edmund: Yeah, and thanks for landing me a meeting with Taylor, and David!
Me: You're welcome... wait that was sarcasm, wasn't it?
Edmund: Oh yeah.
Me: Sorry... I don't own anything. Exspecally my sanity. It's long gone. I sold it on Ebay, not Amazon. Everyone knows that's run by the Amazons from Greek mythology. I would not like to give them my sanity.
"Ms. White's classes are the best!" John said to me as he flopped onto his bed. "To bad you are taking her class. Next semester you should." I rolled my eyes at my friend.
"John I already told you. I don't want to learn how to fence."
"She's really good at it!" John said.
"Whatever." I muttered. Then I went back to my book for my goverment class. The weird thing is that, Edmund is in it. It's weird because, the classes are seperated by grades. The teacher said, he's to advanced. Which is funny, because last year Edmund was such a terror to that teacher. Well he needed some theripy. I still chuckle at the day he ran out of the classroom screaming.
"You, and Edmund could do it together." John said. I winced at that thought.
"John, Edmund, and I learned fencing last year. We're both good at it, but..." I shuddered. "Edmund's to good at it. I still have the scars!" John laughed.
"I guess your brother has to better better at something."
"He's better with law stuff." I said defencly.
"Whatever" John said. "Good night Peter."
"Good night John."
"I can't wait to have classes with Ms. White."
"She's the best teacher we've ever had."
I swear if I hear one more thing about Ms. White, I'm going to scream.
"I swear if I hear one more thing about Ms. White, I'm going to go back to Narnia, grab one of my swords, and stab myself with it." Edmund said sitting across from me, for lunch.
"Please don't, Susan would kill me if you did that." I said jokenly.
"Ouch" Edmund said. "That hurts almost as much as all those times I ended up getting stabbed."
"It's a word record." I said grinning. "I mean only you can get stabbed how many times was it? I think Oriuos kept count."
"No it was Phillip" Edmund said. "It was Ten million four hundred fiftyone thousand five hundred fiftyseven times."
"Seriously?" I asked. Edmund nodded.
"Remember that one time, when I kept getting stabbed like a million times in my sleep?"
"I can't beleive the goat did it." I said.
"Yeah, and you sent him to his death! Personly."
"No one stabs my family and lives. Weather I kill them, or someone else does."
"Like Aslan did." Edmund said. "How come you've never told me why she revolked her claim on me."
Stupid Edmund, bringing that up every single day.
"I don't know." I said as I lied through my teeth.
"You." Edmund said. "Are a terrible lier."
"Curse you, and your justlyness."
Edmund stuck his tongue out at me, and I got away with lying for one more day. Then all the sudden his eyes widened, and he became ghoastly pale.
"Ed, what's wrong?" Edmund pointed behind me, and I turned. I nearly had a heart attack.
It was her.
Me: Holy Hera! Did not see that coming.
Edmund: You came up with the idea. You so saw it coming.
Me: I type fast! Rawr I leave Hermes in his dust! Hee hee!