HIDDEN TALENTS
By chris210racer
'Sup guys. Just want all of you readers to know that I can't update the story very often, mostly due to the fact that I'm always preoccupied with high school and I type almost all my stories in school. Note: Chris will be writing this story, no Kris and no Cris. Don't expect a lot of stories to be posted weekly; I'm writing 4 other stories. FOUR!
-Chris
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No one knows me as well as they think they do. They don't know that I have a special custom guitar, that I built myself, hidden under my bed. Not eve mom, dad, Jazz, Sam, or Tucker knows. No one can hear me practice in my room because I had Tucker soundproof my room. No one knows that I can play so good that I was offered a contract with a band, which I down. No one will ever know… until I perform at the Freshman Fall Dance. It all started like this.
I was in Mr. Lancer's class, writing a song in my lyric note book, when the loudspeaker came on.
"Teachers, pardon this interruption. To all freshmen, the Freshmen Fall Dance is next week, October 22. Anyone who would like to volunteer to decorate the gym for the dance, please see Mrs. Easel in the art room. Anyone who would like to perform or cater the music, please see Mr. Riff in the band room, it is first come first served. No in-"
I didn't hear the rest of the announcements because I had my hand up to be excused. Mr. Lancer sighed.
"Go Fenton."
I ran out of the room before Mr. Lancer could say Scarlet Ibis, and found myself in the band room in no time. I blame the Skittles I had this morning.
I really should lay off the Skittles, otherwise something crazy could happen, like… um… say for instance I got so hyper that I may have accidentally joined the Russian mafia and kissed Sam. Not that it ever happened, just in an alternate timeline shown to me by Clockwork. Anyways-
I walked into the band room and told Mr. Riff I wanted to sign up. When I was done he shook my hand and said, "Congratulations Mr. Fenton, you will be expected to arrive at the gym early to set up the stage and be ready."
I nodded and turned to leave the room.
C210R TIME!
Chris- And I'm back! Took 2 months to write this because of an increase of homework for my Freshman year classes. I never thought high school could be so much work!
Kris- Probably because you're always drooling over Jessica!
Cris- and drawing in your sketch book all the time.
Chris- Guys, shut it, or I will zap you guys with the Taser rifle I built!
Kris and Cris- You know what… we fucking hate you and your inventions.
-Danny Fenton walks by room-
Danny- You guys are really alike
Chris, Kris, and Cris- Shut up! We can control your life!
Chris- And I say that Ember manages to cast that Love song spell thingy on Sam and she will never stop following you around.
MWAHA-HA-HA-HA!
Chris- Aren't I an evil 14 year old guy? Stay tuned for the next chapter!
