I'm baaaack! A new parody story, as promised, this time about the movie Holes. I, as well as my friends from school, are starring in it... only I've taken out most of the friends from the Narnia story and added some new ones.
This time, there'll be: myself, Allison, Janel, Erin, Kaitlyn, Melodie, Kristy, Kristen, Brandon, Jamie (he's a guy. his name might confuse some people.) and Alex... As well as some future appearances from my crazy math/science teacher, Mme Guillot.
Aaaaand here we go.
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A Holey Story
Chapter One: Let's Get Rollin'
Melodie stood in front of the judge in a court of law, looking more confused than ever.
"Guilty!" the judge called.
"What did I do again?" Melodie asked.
"You stole my shoes," said the famous baseball player, Yummyfeet.
FLASHBACK!
Melodie was walking home from school.
"I'm walking home from school!" said Melodie.
A pair of shoes fell from seemingly nowhere and hit Melodie on the head.
"A pair of shoes has fallen from seemingly nowhere and hit me on the head! ...Ow!" said Melodie.
Little did she know, they had fallen from an overpass that she somehow didn't notice. Even though she had just walked right under it.
"Little do I know, they fell from an over pass that I somehow didn't notice! Even though I just walked right under it!" said Melodie.
Can't you just tell she's blonde?
FLASHFORWARD!
"...I like shoes."
"Okay. That's nice. You can go to Camp Green Lake, or jail," the judge said.
"Omigawd, CAMP! Yay!" Melodie cheered.
"18 months, Camp Green Lake."
Her brothers applauded.
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While Melodie had arrived at the camp and had been summoned to Mr. Sir's office, the others were chilling in Q-Tent.
"Well you guys, our damn holes are dug for the day. What're we gonna do now?" said Erin.
"No fair!" cried Molly. "This is my story, I should get the opening dialogue line!"
"Bit late for that. The story started way back there," Kaitlyn pointed out.
Molly chose not to dignify that statement with an answer.
Just then Jamie and Melodie entered the tent. Jamie was, of course, wearing his Brokeback Mountain-esque jacket.
"Listen up, delinquents!" Jamie announced. "Y'all are gettin' a new tentmate!"
"OMIGAWD REALLY? WHO??" Melodie yelled.
"Uh... you."
"Okay then." All smiles, as usual.
"This is Melodie. Armpit, you can show her around the camp," Jamie decided.
'Armpit' sighed. "For the last time, Miller, my name is Brandon." But Jamie was already out the door.
Melodie then took it upon herself to say the first hello.
"Hi, I'm Melodie Purdy. My last name is my first name spelled backwards."
"Reeaaally now," said Allison. "Backwards, you say?"
"Yup. I did the math myself."
Then, all of a sudden, the author had no idea what to write next. So she winged it.
"Guess what?" said Molly.
Everyone sighed or muttered or shook their head (or a combination of the three) instead of actually replying, as they were used to her 'guess what's, but Molly went on anyway.
"I totally might be related to Thomas Edison. You see--"
"We know."
"...Oh..."
The room... I mean... tent succumbed to an awkward silence. It was only then that the author decided to stop the chapter before it started to suck any more than it already did.