Basically my first fic, so nothing good at the moment D:
Homework Assignment
"Well, time to start on my homework," Luke said as he came into his room. He placed his caramel colored leather messenger bag onto his bed.
Luke, like every other middle-schooler, wasn't exactly a fan of homework. Today, he had some play lines to memorize.
"Let's see here…" Luke muttered, shuffling in his bag. "Aha!" he said as he pulled out his homework. He sat down on his beanbag chair and began to recite his lines. "In A.D. 2011, war was beginning." Huh? Luke thought, confused. The play wasn't about wars… The play was called, "The Perfect Cup of Tea, wasn't it? , Flora came in and said, "Hey, is this yours, Luke?" The paper's title said: The Perfect Cup of Tea, the script.
Luke blushed a little bit and said, "Thank you." He reclaimed the papers, and Flora closed the door.
Darn! Luke thought. That was my friend's other play script, not mine! Luke began to read the script over.
The end!