Chapter 1: Jack-Long, Abigail Adams, and A Child Splinter?
Kari slammed her fist into me as hard as she could. "Ow!" I yelped, pulling away. "Ow!" She yelped, also pulling away. "Hah! I win!" I yelled. "What?! You said ow first!" "Yea? You pulled away on your own turn! Doesn't that mean forfeit?"
Casey Jones rolled his eyes. "Seriously guys? Don't you remember your dad saying no fighting nor dueling nor training in less for self-defense?" he asked. "Since when did you behave?" "Good point. But still…" "Oh, please! Besides, this isn't fighting, this is a game!" That last part was true. Slamming punch. A game where two slam fists into each others and who ever says ow first loses. A painful game but yet a game. "Hey Miwa Loser." That voice was all but too familiar. We turned to face her, although we already know who it was. Emily Muterzislm . I could already hear Miwa/Kari snarling. Zeke, Kari's boyfriend, and Casey Jones took several baby steps back. These two girls were known to get violent.
I placed a hand on Miwa's shoulder like Master Splinter would do Ralph. "Calm down Kari. Last time you two fought, she gave you a black eye and you were almost expelled." That seemed to calm Miwa down a little. She took a deep breath. "Yes, let's all take in a deep breath and meditate over what April O'Stupid Face has to say." (Miwa had to hold me down now.) "And while we're at it, why don't we inform me, Emily Muterzislm (the best girl, and most popular girl in school) why your stupid father can't come this time." (Okay, now back at holding Miwa.) "Here's an idea Emily. Why don't you and your father go take a very long walk off on a very short pier?" Zeke asked. Emily would have strangled Zeke if Mr. Plum hadn't appeared just then. Mr. Plum was our ageing science teacher. I may have said ageing, but he didn't look it. In fact, most girls in my grade had a crush on him. Two years ago, was his 60th birthday. I don't, that's to me, just gross. "No, everything is fine. Just fine, Mr. Plum," Emily said. " Yea, right," I thought, rolling my eyes , looking away from Mr. Plum.
Heasea was a witch. An evil one, you might add. But, evil always, aways has a friend. Heasea walked up the hill towards the old abondoned falling apart castle. After scaring the grave diggers(literally) getting her was a snitch. A black haired beauty stood waiting for her. She had to be as old as April O'Nelle. As Heasea got nearer and nearer, she de-aged. Her hair got bouncer and fluffer, her eyes became sharper, and she got , well, shorter. "You wanted to see me?" "Yes. Abigal Adams." Abigal Adams wasn't the first lady. She was just name after her. "I got a problem." "Then you need me for an answer?" Heasea smiled. "It's great to have you back Jennfiere Plum."
Oden(my old study buddy) gasped. "What?"I said turning, expecting a muntant or at least something. "Look!" She pointed to the most gorges boy I've ever seen. With a cowboy hat, pants, boots, dark brown shaggy hair, and dark sharp blue eyes, the boy was handsome as country could get. "Oh, that's Jake Benson. My Dad's best friend's nefew," Miwa said. Jake turned and walked towards us, fighting the crowd. "Howdy, yeh!" He laughted. He took off his hat and bowed at the sight of Miwa. "Name's Jake. Jake Long." "Long?" "Yea. My Mom's divorced and remarried. I go by Long now. And," he said, shifting the attention back at Miwa. "You must be the beautiful one- of- a- kind Miwa." Putting an arm around her, he said," You know, my dad always says that the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. My Uncle Benson has described your father so greatly, that you must be the best girl in the whole world." The new couple walked off. I could feel the heat raditating off of Zeke. That was his girlfriend. I could read the headlines of his mind now:
How dare he?
He is going dooooowwwwnnnnnn!
But Zeke just sighed.