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The following writing is based on the Harry Potter series. It is on the fifth year but the twist on my story is that Harry isn't in it.
This starts out in New York with three 17 year old males were on their way to England. They were going on their summer vacation
and they've always wanted to leave the country. They were at their apartment in New York packing their bags.
"You guys almost ready? I had my stuff packed like an hour ago," Brandon, yelled.
"Shut up. The only thing you really packed was a few 12-packs of soda, clothes, and your laptop," Jacob replied.
"What else do you really need?" Brandon asked.
"Really nothing. That's really all I packed too. The reason it took me so long is 'cause I took a shower." Jacob answered.
"Damn. I knew I forgot to do something. Be done in about five minutes," Brandon explained.
The last one of them were upstairs and it was Zack. He was the smart one of the three and was still upstairs packing. He
packed tour guides for England, maps, all of his favorite books just in case he got bored. He had short brown hair, glasses, and
had an average build.
Brandon was definitely the stupidest one of the three. He'd been having Zack doing his homework for four years which is
extremely pathetic. What Jacob said earlier is really all that Brandon is bringing. Brandon was a large man with short black hair and
decent build.
Jacob was the last of the three and he was the most handsome of the three. He was doing the same thing as Brandon for the
luggage situation. He was smart enough in school to pass with average grade. Jacob was the shortest of them at 5'10'', he had
long brown hair, and had an athletic build.
Zack ran down the stairs with his backpack on his shoulders and his Baltimore Ravens cap on. Otherwise, he was just
wearing a basic white T-shirt with blue jeans. Jacob was waiting downstairs. Jacob was wearing an Ohio State T-shirt and jean
shorts. Brandon ran downstairs five minutes later with a Oakland Raiders hooded sweatshirt on with black shorts.
"Alright bitches. Are we ready for the best time of our lives?" Jacob yelled, enthusiastically.
"Actually I'm hoping sex is the best time of my life but, yeah," Brandon yelled.
"Hell yeah," Zack replied and they ran out to the Hummer that Brandon drove.
