For once in my very disarranged life, I actually don't something weird to
say. So I guess time to start the show
now...................................... are people still here? Aw,
man.........................................................................
..Go away, if you're a non reviewer...................I'm not kidding, go
on!............Okay, I feel better now. On with da show!
Brad sat at the table. His mom was bringing in some homemade pizza. He'd normally feel happy, ecstatic about the cooking his mom did, but his thoughts dwelled on the dream. There was something about his dreams, they felt so real (A/n: Take more decaf, dude).
"Brad, what's wrong?" asked Kathryn.
"Nothing, nothing at all," replied Brad.
"You're lying. I can tell that about people," she said, with a serious, but caring tone.
"I'll tell you and the others later, if you're that interested. Right now, though, I have a pizza to eat. I just hope that the rest of you all aren't that hungry, because I'm starving!" said Brad, trying to lighten the mood a bit. Then, they all dug in.
Brad's PoV
I must have been nuts. Nuts to have let anyone follow me. I don't even know why! Erin, okay, she's my coach, but Kathryn and Shawn, they're with me for reasons unknown. Actually, I think I know. They came to be with Erin, not me. So, I guess I better leave them alone so they don't have to be stuck with a rookie like me.
(3 hours later, 10:00 PM)
I crept down the stairs in the darkness, avoiding all light that I could, any light that would reveal me. As soon as I was down, I peered in the living room. Everyone was asleep, so I tiptoed over to the edge of the room to get my backpack, which I left there earlier. I got all the way back to the door, and changed into my normal clothes. I then equipped my belt, then zipped my backpack up, and put it on, and ran out the door. Not two seconds away, I realized I didn't leave a note. So, I turned around and crept in the kitchen, then wrote a note. As soon as I was done, I ran out the door.
-_-; This was too short, so I will make it part of a special called Running Away. Well, I guess this is where I say : Cornpuffs Signing Out!
Brad sat at the table. His mom was bringing in some homemade pizza. He'd normally feel happy, ecstatic about the cooking his mom did, but his thoughts dwelled on the dream. There was something about his dreams, they felt so real (A/n: Take more decaf, dude).
"Brad, what's wrong?" asked Kathryn.
"Nothing, nothing at all," replied Brad.
"You're lying. I can tell that about people," she said, with a serious, but caring tone.
"I'll tell you and the others later, if you're that interested. Right now, though, I have a pizza to eat. I just hope that the rest of you all aren't that hungry, because I'm starving!" said Brad, trying to lighten the mood a bit. Then, they all dug in.
Brad's PoV
I must have been nuts. Nuts to have let anyone follow me. I don't even know why! Erin, okay, she's my coach, but Kathryn and Shawn, they're with me for reasons unknown. Actually, I think I know. They came to be with Erin, not me. So, I guess I better leave them alone so they don't have to be stuck with a rookie like me.
(3 hours later, 10:00 PM)
I crept down the stairs in the darkness, avoiding all light that I could, any light that would reveal me. As soon as I was down, I peered in the living room. Everyone was asleep, so I tiptoed over to the edge of the room to get my backpack, which I left there earlier. I got all the way back to the door, and changed into my normal clothes. I then equipped my belt, then zipped my backpack up, and put it on, and ran out the door. Not two seconds away, I realized I didn't leave a note. So, I turned around and crept in the kitchen, then wrote a note. As soon as I was done, I ran out the door.
-_-; This was too short, so I will make it part of a special called Running Away. Well, I guess this is where I say : Cornpuffs Signing Out!