It was a normal day in 8th period advanced literature. Karen and Kason were passing notes, while Heather and me were looking up information on Titanic on my laptop. Why did it have to be on a ship that's been at the bottom of the Mid-Atlantic 92 years?" I asked Heather. "Dunno I think its cuz we got a high teacher" Heather laughed. "Girls you best be quiet before I have to tape your mouths shut and make you sign the book." Mrs. Jennings said from her desk in a high like voice. Heather and I looked at eachother and bit our index fingers to keep from laughing.
After I calmed down I began writing more notes on a piece of paper. Then the bell rang. I closed the notebook and turned off my laptop and put it in my bag, then throwing it over my shoulder. "Your projects are due Monday, don't forget! Have a good weekend!" Mrs. Jennings said as she dismissed us. "Hey Jen are we gonna meet up at your house later to finish the project?" Kason asked. "Ya 5 o clock ok with you guys?" I asked. "Ya see ya then" They all said as we all left.
When I arrived home no one had yet arrived, so I sat on the couch with my laptop, researching on Titanic. I sat there about an hour researching and just as the door knocked, I dropped my pen and it rolled down into the basement. "Fudge rounds," I said, getting up to answer the door. "Hey lets get started on this project eh?" Heather laughed as she walked inside followed by Karen and Kason. "Okay I just need to get my pen in rolled into the basement."
I opened the door, and tried turning on the light, "Darn the lights busted." I said grabbing a flashlight. "Scary stuff" Kason laughed. "Oh my gosh Kason shut up!" I said slowly descending the stairs. "Don't fall" Kason said poking my back. "Touch me one more time or make one more stupid comment and I will back-hand you!" I said glaring at him. "There's my pen," I said, as I bent down to pick it up I noticed a trunk. It read "Smith family memories"
"Wow, have u ever seen this before Jen it looks old." Heather said. "No, hey gothic dude come over here and take this up stairs." I told Kason, he rolled his eyes and carried the trunk upstairs. "We need to give him a treat later" I told heather and Karen as we laughed. The trunk easily opened. "Awww Jen its you when you were little." Heather said as she looked through a photo album. "Look at this its an actual article from when the survivors got to New York!" I said suddenly a light filled the room and Karen, Heather, and Kason all disappeared one by one and then I felt myself leave as well.
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Ok peeps that's all of chapter 1, sorry it was short but I couldn't think of any other way to fix the plot for the main part of the story. Please read and review chapter 2 should b up soon!!!!