MY TAKE ON HOW WALT CAME TO BROOKLYN HOUSE AND MET SADIE, CARTER, BAST, AND JAZ! #ISHIPZARTER #ISHIPSALT ALL CHARACTERS BELONG TO UNCLE RICK, NOT ME. #ILOVEFANFIC
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Hi, is this thing on? Great, well my name is Walt Stone. My new friend Jaz recommended I do this for the new initiates. Her logic was 'as the firsts we should tell our story.' So here it goes. Well it all started on my first day back from winter brake.
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As I walked into school, I saw all of my old friends. My best friend Jacob, my other best friend Alex, Jacob's girlfriend, Tiffany, and Alex's girlfriend Cassy. We had all decided to meet by the front entrance first day back.
"Hey Walt, how was your brake?" Tiffany asked as I approached.
"Not bad, Mom being over protective as usual." I replied. One thing you had to know about me was that I had the world's most overprotective mom ever. She never let me do anything even slightly dangerous. I always felt like there was a reason for this and she kept it from me. "How was yall's brake?" I asked back. There was a round of "good's" and "okay's."
"Come on," said Jacob. "Let's get to our lockers before Angelina shows up." We all agreed to this. Angelina was the school slut and always hit on guys, even if they have a girlfriend or are just not interested. I was her latest victim. As we walked to are lockers I felt something strange. Almost magical.
I went to my locker and was about to put in my combination when my homeroom teacher, Mr. Pigsniffle (Yes, I'm serious), came up to me.
"Walt", He said. "There has been a change to your locker. Instead of Locker 102, your new locker is 135. Here is your new combination. See you in class."
We all grimaced. That locker was near Angelina's. And none of my friends' lockers were even near that one.
As I walked to my new locker for the rest of the year I wondered why it was changed. I never made a request for one and it wasn't like they realized a mistake in the locker numbers this far into school. So what was it.
As I got closer to my new locker I felt the same feeling I did earlier, only stronger. As I got to my new locker I finally looked at my combination. 65 left, 25 right, and 47 left. As I put my books and other stuff in the locker and got ready to got to homeroom for my new scheduled.
Hey so no ones ever done this. I started thinking of some interesting ways Walt and the others came to Brooklyn so this seemed right up that ally. Sorry I don't update as regularly as I should. Blame Life.