Thanks to Augmented (only Steakie), music nerd, and LandUnderWave. THE ONLY REVIEWERS SO FAR! Oh, just for you guys, here's a mini-chapter!
Day two:
"Alright! You gotta get up, guys!" I shouted as I walked up and down the hall, being careful not to invade privacy, thusly staying in the hallway.
"What? What is it? What's wrong?" Daine came running out of her room.
"I'm taking you guys to a meeting of the West Side Court which starts as soon as we get there, probably. You'll like it, we'll have horses and archery." Daine smiled, then headed downstairs. "Oh, help yourself to the food!" I called as I went to get the rest up.
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"Where is everyone?" Daine asked as I walked into the kitchen and sat down hard. She had just finished a bowl of green cereal (my brother plays around w. food coloring. Don't ask), and was putting it into the sink.
"Still asleep. Argh. I don't want to invade their privacy, an' all, but would you mind giving it a shot? I sucked royally."
"'Course not. You might want to cover your ears, though." And with that, she left the room. Suddenly, I heard a hawk's screech that shook the house. Wow. Now that was cool.
There was a loud thump, crash, and then, "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" Needless to say, someone yelled. After about five minutes, a grumbling Alanna, groaning George, half-asleep Thayet dragging an almost blind Jon, and a chipper Daine appeared in the doorway. As soon as Daine saw me, she said, "Numair fell out of the bed and knocked over a lamp. He's now holding a funeral over the "highly esteemed magical wonder"."
All I could say was, "Ah…Okay then…who wants breakfast?"
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Well…finally, everyone had eaten, put on new clothes, figured out that we were leaving (though Daine and I told them numerous times…), and gotten into the van. Ugh.
R&R or else I shall hit you with a kid two years younger than everyone else in my grade that was from Hong Kong, but then he moved to England. Now he lives in Indiana, USA. Wtf is wrong with that statement?
Little Notice of My Personal Life: Sam(antha) has issued a personal no-talk order with Hugh. She says that he says WTF too much, so that suddenly means that my friends are at odds. Plus, my birthday is tomorrow, and my get-together (NOT a b-day party) will have both of them. Stay tuned, for my personal life will reflect in the story, so you MUST read these!