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Ok, first of all, none of these characters belong to me. Not even the character Cindy. She's only the smaller part of 1/3 mine. All of the characters belong to their respectful authors. My other friends who don't want to go through the trouble of typing this up and uploading it left the job to me. I wrote, like, three pages of this. Here is credit where credit is due:
Author 1: Christy Author 2: Carrie Author 3: ME!!!! Editor: ME!!!!!
This fanfiction was pretty much dead when my friends handed it to me. That means, pretty much, they can't spell, and they haven't heard of this little thing called a, "Comma." Wrong use of tenses, stuff like that. My friends know that I go INSANE if they mess up stuff like that. So I went over it with a red pen, ran a fine toothed comb through it, and tried to resuscitate it. This is the finished product. Enjoy. While you're here, please read, "Burning the Water." It's just SO much better. (I promise to pick up the plot and the angst soon.) Sorry, guys. I must admit, this is so much easier to type. All I have to do is fix the grammar, because I don't care as much about the content as I do in something like, "Burning the Water." It's a little screwed up though...about halfway through it switches from, "I" to, "Cindy" to, "I" to "Cindy," depending on who was writing at the time. So I had to fix that, too. Bet you can tell every time we switched authors. It's actually a pretty good story once you fix all the conventions.
Chapter 1-Today is not My Day. Tomorrow Doesn't Look Good, Either.
"Ok, class, write an essay about your life. It's worth half of your grade," Mr. Broker said excitedly.
"Oh. Great. What am I supposed to write about?" I said.
"Your life, duh, what else? And don't start writing about anime again, remember the last time you did that, you got an F. Then you started yelling at the teacher and you got sent to the principal's office." Sarah let a smile creep across her lips. "Actually, that was pretty funny."
I let her slide-this time. "Watching anime is the most exciting part of my life, though."
"He didn't say it had to be exciting, it could be boring, and you would still get a good grade for conventions."
"Well, I don't want to bore him to death, you know, like he's doing now. What the hell is he talking about, anyway?"
"I think he's talking about grammar...I'm not really all that sure."
"Grammar? Didn't we just learn about that last year? I thought-"
"Quiet, Mr. Broker will hear us!" Sarah whispered harshly.
"Man, I can't wait for school to be over. Come on, come on...ten more minutes..."
"Forty minutes for you! You and Sarah have been talking all throughout class!" Mr. Broker said angrily.
The bell rang.
"Yes, it's the bell!"
"Like it matters to us." Sarah slipped her hair into a pony tail. "We have to stay here for another thirty minutes." Sarah said sadly.
"Sarah, go to the other side of the room. You'd better go to the other side of the room. Don't pass notes. For every bad thing you do, I'll add ten minutes detention."
"Great. What Fun," I said sarcastically.
This was the most boring detention ever. Usually it only lasts for about ten minutes. "Maybe I can read, it's not like that's doing anything wrong," I thought. "Let's see...where is my Ranma ½ book? Oh yea, I brought two...Ranma ½ or Inuyasha...Ranma ½ or Inuyasha...Inuyasha or-"
"Cindy, what do you have there?" Mr. Broker asked.
"Um...a book?"
"A comic book, perhaps?"
"No, it's manga. They're from Japan, and-" "Well, it looks like a comic book to me. Put it away before I take it away."
"Okay," I said sadly.
The next twenty minutes dragged on...and on...and on...until Mr. Broker kicked us out with a warning. I left the building with a grim look on my face, thinking what my mom would say when I got home. Then I remembered that I left my math book in school. So I went back to get it, but the doors were locked. After about ten minutes of beating up the door, I finally gave up and went home.
"Mon, I'm home!" I said as I slammed the front door.
"There you are! Where have you been?" my mom said, looking extremely annoyed.
"I had to stay after school to work on a project." I am not a very good liar. I think mom knew I wasn't telling the truth.
"Oh..."
"Well, I'm off to do my homework."
"I'll have dinner ready in a little while."
"Fine" I said, grabbing on to my backpack and marching up the stairs to my room.
"Okay...science..." I thought to myself, opening up the green cover labeled, 'Human Biology and Health.' "Skeletal muscle is...Why do I have to learn about this? Oh well. Skeletal muscle is a voluntary muscle, and-"
"Cindy!" mom yelled.
"WHAT?" I replied, twice the volume as her.
"We're going on a walk. Come on."
Normally, I would reject he offer, but it was that or do science, so... "Coming!"
We went on a long walk through the forest, and back through the neighborhood. We came around the back of the house, and rested in the lawn.
"You coming in?" mom said, standing up, and heading for the door.
"No, I think I'll stay out here."
Just then, the weirdest thing happened. The sky seemed to churn, and so did the grass. Fog slowly crept up, settling behind my eyelids. But then, the grass wasn't real. And the sky wasn't, either. What happened? Was there some party? I must be crazy. Well, I couldn't have gone far. I have to go to school tomorrow, so I'll get up, and-
"Oh...my...God!"
End of Chapter 1 (I swear there's anime in the next chapter. Patience, my children.)
Ok, first of all, none of these characters belong to me. Not even the character Cindy. She's only the smaller part of 1/3 mine. All of the characters belong to their respectful authors. My other friends who don't want to go through the trouble of typing this up and uploading it left the job to me. I wrote, like, three pages of this. Here is credit where credit is due:
Author 1: Christy Author 2: Carrie Author 3: ME!!!! Editor: ME!!!!!
This fanfiction was pretty much dead when my friends handed it to me. That means, pretty much, they can't spell, and they haven't heard of this little thing called a, "Comma." Wrong use of tenses, stuff like that. My friends know that I go INSANE if they mess up stuff like that. So I went over it with a red pen, ran a fine toothed comb through it, and tried to resuscitate it. This is the finished product. Enjoy. While you're here, please read, "Burning the Water." It's just SO much better. (I promise to pick up the plot and the angst soon.) Sorry, guys. I must admit, this is so much easier to type. All I have to do is fix the grammar, because I don't care as much about the content as I do in something like, "Burning the Water." It's a little screwed up though...about halfway through it switches from, "I" to, "Cindy" to, "I" to "Cindy," depending on who was writing at the time. So I had to fix that, too. Bet you can tell every time we switched authors. It's actually a pretty good story once you fix all the conventions.
Chapter 1-Today is not My Day. Tomorrow Doesn't Look Good, Either.
"Ok, class, write an essay about your life. It's worth half of your grade," Mr. Broker said excitedly.
"Oh. Great. What am I supposed to write about?" I said.
"Your life, duh, what else? And don't start writing about anime again, remember the last time you did that, you got an F. Then you started yelling at the teacher and you got sent to the principal's office." Sarah let a smile creep across her lips. "Actually, that was pretty funny."
I let her slide-this time. "Watching anime is the most exciting part of my life, though."
"He didn't say it had to be exciting, it could be boring, and you would still get a good grade for conventions."
"Well, I don't want to bore him to death, you know, like he's doing now. What the hell is he talking about, anyway?"
"I think he's talking about grammar...I'm not really all that sure."
"Grammar? Didn't we just learn about that last year? I thought-"
"Quiet, Mr. Broker will hear us!" Sarah whispered harshly.
"Man, I can't wait for school to be over. Come on, come on...ten more minutes..."
"Forty minutes for you! You and Sarah have been talking all throughout class!" Mr. Broker said angrily.
The bell rang.
"Yes, it's the bell!"
"Like it matters to us." Sarah slipped her hair into a pony tail. "We have to stay here for another thirty minutes." Sarah said sadly.
"Sarah, go to the other side of the room. You'd better go to the other side of the room. Don't pass notes. For every bad thing you do, I'll add ten minutes detention."
"Great. What Fun," I said sarcastically.
This was the most boring detention ever. Usually it only lasts for about ten minutes. "Maybe I can read, it's not like that's doing anything wrong," I thought. "Let's see...where is my Ranma ½ book? Oh yea, I brought two...Ranma ½ or Inuyasha...Ranma ½ or Inuyasha...Inuyasha or-"
"Cindy, what do you have there?" Mr. Broker asked.
"Um...a book?"
"A comic book, perhaps?"
"No, it's manga. They're from Japan, and-" "Well, it looks like a comic book to me. Put it away before I take it away."
"Okay," I said sadly.
The next twenty minutes dragged on...and on...and on...until Mr. Broker kicked us out with a warning. I left the building with a grim look on my face, thinking what my mom would say when I got home. Then I remembered that I left my math book in school. So I went back to get it, but the doors were locked. After about ten minutes of beating up the door, I finally gave up and went home.
"Mon, I'm home!" I said as I slammed the front door.
"There you are! Where have you been?" my mom said, looking extremely annoyed.
"I had to stay after school to work on a project." I am not a very good liar. I think mom knew I wasn't telling the truth.
"Oh..."
"Well, I'm off to do my homework."
"I'll have dinner ready in a little while."
"Fine" I said, grabbing on to my backpack and marching up the stairs to my room.
"Okay...science..." I thought to myself, opening up the green cover labeled, 'Human Biology and Health.' "Skeletal muscle is...Why do I have to learn about this? Oh well. Skeletal muscle is a voluntary muscle, and-"
"Cindy!" mom yelled.
"WHAT?" I replied, twice the volume as her.
"We're going on a walk. Come on."
Normally, I would reject he offer, but it was that or do science, so... "Coming!"
We went on a long walk through the forest, and back through the neighborhood. We came around the back of the house, and rested in the lawn.
"You coming in?" mom said, standing up, and heading for the door.
"No, I think I'll stay out here."
Just then, the weirdest thing happened. The sky seemed to churn, and so did the grass. Fog slowly crept up, settling behind my eyelids. But then, the grass wasn't real. And the sky wasn't, either. What happened? Was there some party? I must be crazy. Well, I couldn't have gone far. I have to go to school tomorrow, so I'll get up, and-
"Oh...my...God!"
End of Chapter 1 (I swear there's anime in the next chapter. Patience, my children.)