div style="font-family: MarkerFelt-Thin; font-size: 56px; line-height: 74px; text-align: -webkit-auto; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0976563); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(191, 107, 82, 0.496094);"My POV/div
div style="font-family: MarkerFelt-Thin; font-size: 56px; line-height: 74px; text-align: -webkit-auto; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0976563); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(191, 107, 82, 0.496094);"I was getting ready for school that morning. It was the last week of school for me, and I was excited. Promotion was on Thursday, and Friday we were having a party. I was excited because I would have so much more time to spend with my friends. This is my first school year here in the countryside. I lived in San Francisco, so it was really busy. But up here it's so much more quiet. It's amazing. But something has been bothering me for a while, but I'm not sure what. But whatever. I try not to think about it as I eat my waffles. (delicious!) I arrive at school and rush over to my friends and we start talking to each other. We talk about the most random things./div
div style="font-family: MarkerFelt-Thin; font-size: 56px; line-height: 74px; text-align: -webkit-auto; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0976563); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(191, 107, 82, 0.496094);" /div
div style="font-family: MarkerFelt-Thin; font-size: 56px; line-height: 74px; text-align: -webkit-auto; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0976563); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(191, 107, 82, 0.496094);"Mitch's POV/div
div style="font-family: MarkerFelt-Thin; font-size: 56px; line-height: 74px; text-align: -webkit-auto; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0976563); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(191, 107, 82, 0.496094);"I shake Connor to wake him up to get ready for school. I want to take him to school quick so I can record a hunger games with Jerome. I say "Come on buggums! We gotta go!" For some reason I had a can of silly string in my pocket, so I pull that out and spray him with it. "What the heck!? I'm telling mom!" "Oh no! I'm so scared!" I say jokingly. He tells mom, but all she says is, "Oh just relax Connor. It was just a joke." As soon as she finishes talking, I yell "HA!" Then mom says,"Miiiiiiiiitch." I say, "Oops, sorry. " /div
div style="font-family: MarkerFelt-Thin; font-size: 56px; line-height: 74px; text-align: -webkit-auto; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0976563); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(191, 107, 82, 0.496094);" /div
div style="font-family: MarkerFelt-Thin; font-size: 56px; line-height: 74px; text-align: -webkit-auto; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0976563); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(191, 107, 82, 0.496094);"That was the first chapter of my fanfic. I will be updating daily or bi-daily. See ya!/div
div style="font-family: MarkerFelt-Thin; font-size: 56px; line-height: 74px; text-align: -webkit-auto; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0976563); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(191, 107, 82, 0.496094);"I was getting ready for school that morning. It was the last week of school for me, and I was excited. Promotion was on Thursday, and Friday we were having a party. I was excited because I would have so much more time to spend with my friends. This is my first school year here in the countryside. I lived in San Francisco, so it was really busy. But up here it's so much more quiet. It's amazing. But something has been bothering me for a while, but I'm not sure what. But whatever. I try not to think about it as I eat my waffles. (delicious!) I arrive at school and rush over to my friends and we start talking to each other. We talk about the most random things./div
div style="font-family: MarkerFelt-Thin; font-size: 56px; line-height: 74px; text-align: -webkit-auto; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0976563); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(191, 107, 82, 0.496094);" /div
div style="font-family: MarkerFelt-Thin; font-size: 56px; line-height: 74px; text-align: -webkit-auto; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0976563); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(191, 107, 82, 0.496094);"Mitch's POV/div
div style="font-family: MarkerFelt-Thin; font-size: 56px; line-height: 74px; text-align: -webkit-auto; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0976563); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(191, 107, 82, 0.496094);"I shake Connor to wake him up to get ready for school. I want to take him to school quick so I can record a hunger games with Jerome. I say "Come on buggums! We gotta go!" For some reason I had a can of silly string in my pocket, so I pull that out and spray him with it. "What the heck!? I'm telling mom!" "Oh no! I'm so scared!" I say jokingly. He tells mom, but all she says is, "Oh just relax Connor. It was just a joke." As soon as she finishes talking, I yell "HA!" Then mom says,"Miiiiiiiiitch." I say, "Oops, sorry. " /div
div style="font-family: MarkerFelt-Thin; font-size: 56px; line-height: 74px; text-align: -webkit-auto; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0976563); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(191, 107, 82, 0.496094);" /div
div style="font-family: MarkerFelt-Thin; font-size: 56px; line-height: 74px; text-align: -webkit-auto; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0976563); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(191, 107, 82, 0.496094);"That was the first chapter of my fanfic. I will be updating daily or bi-daily. See ya!/div