I stared at the book in my hands.
Why the fuck was I reading this again? Oh, yeah. Because my brother refused to let me out of my room till I read the entire Percy Jackson books. Fuck. Why me?!
I focused on the page in front of me.
I accidentaly vaporize my pre-algebra teacher.
What the hell?! Pre-algebra teacher? Why would he do that?! Well, I suppose it was an accident... But still, how the fuck?!
I read on. Hours past. Pages turned. Words floated off the page and around in my skull. I turned to the last book. Hours were wasted away. I've always been a fast reader, and never thought twice about a book. But these captured my attention, made me sit on the edge of my seat with terrifying moments chasing each other like heartbeats. (A.N. Actual review of the book, with slight changes, but still!)
"Rose?" "In a minute!" I answer his call.
I'm still reading.