Garren woke up to the faint smell of thực phẩm and yelling coming from downstairs. The sound of a door slamming rang through the house, and Garren slowly sat up, just in case his joints and wounds still ached. As he got to his feet, he checked how his body was doing. Surprised, nothing hurt, not even his cut.
Climbing downstairs, he found Kayleen sitting at a bàn near what looked like a kitchen, fuming mad. Once she noticed Garren, however, she put on a small smile.
"Afternoon, sleepy-head," she greeted. "You know, bạn snore REALLY loudly. Thought I'd never sleep."
"Sorry." Garren replied. "Nothing I can do about it though. Where's your sister? I heard arguing."
Kayleen blushed. "Sorry bạn had to hear that. Told her I needed to take bạn somewhere. She demanded to know where the hell bạn came from. That sort of thing."
"Well, even I don't know where I came from. What'd bạn tell her?" "That I had no clue. She didn't want a bum living here. Stormed out. Whatever."
"Sorry." Kayleen shrugged. "Things have never been the same between us after her parents died." Garren looked confused. "HER parents?" "Yeah, they took me in as a child. Never knew who my real parents were."
Garren looked overwhelmed. Why was she telling him all this so easily? Kayleen seemed to read his thoughts. "I feel like I can speak as if I've known bạn forever. Weird, huh?" Garren gave a slight nod. His stomach grumbled. "Got anything to eat?"
Kayleen almost rolled her eyes. "Didn't get the hint yesterday? We don't have the food." "Then what's that smell?" "Last night's feast."
Kayleen picked up a nearby piece of bánh mỳ, bánh mì and threw him it. "Eat that on the way."
Garren caught the bánh mỳ, bánh mì with ease. "Where are we going?"
"The forest again. There's a test bạn need to pass." She tossed him a sword in a sheath that she took from a case hidden under some hay. A plaque near the case read In memory of Aiden, our Công chúa tóc xù and foolish brother. A hero.
Garren caught the sword in his other hand. Without thinking, he tied the sword in it's sheath around his waist as if he had done it all his life. It felt balanced with him. "If I fail?"
Kayleen looked at him with something that showed...pity?
"Then I'll have to send back your dead body to your world. I'll explain everything on the way. Let's go."
Climbing downstairs, he found Kayleen sitting at a bàn near what looked like a kitchen, fuming mad. Once she noticed Garren, however, she put on a small smile.
"Afternoon, sleepy-head," she greeted. "You know, bạn snore REALLY loudly. Thought I'd never sleep."
"Sorry." Garren replied. "Nothing I can do about it though. Where's your sister? I heard arguing."
Kayleen blushed. "Sorry bạn had to hear that. Told her I needed to take bạn somewhere. She demanded to know where the hell bạn came from. That sort of thing."
"Well, even I don't know where I came from. What'd bạn tell her?" "That I had no clue. She didn't want a bum living here. Stormed out. Whatever."
"Sorry." Kayleen shrugged. "Things have never been the same between us after her parents died." Garren looked confused. "HER parents?" "Yeah, they took me in as a child. Never knew who my real parents were."
Garren looked overwhelmed. Why was she telling him all this so easily? Kayleen seemed to read his thoughts. "I feel like I can speak as if I've known bạn forever. Weird, huh?" Garren gave a slight nod. His stomach grumbled. "Got anything to eat?"
Kayleen almost rolled her eyes. "Didn't get the hint yesterday? We don't have the food." "Then what's that smell?" "Last night's feast."
Kayleen picked up a nearby piece of bánh mỳ, bánh mì and threw him it. "Eat that on the way."
Garren caught the bánh mỳ, bánh mì with ease. "Where are we going?"
"The forest again. There's a test bạn need to pass." She tossed him a sword in a sheath that she took from a case hidden under some hay. A plaque near the case read In memory of Aiden, our Công chúa tóc xù and foolish brother. A hero.
Garren caught the sword in his other hand. Without thinking, he tied the sword in it's sheath around his waist as if he had done it all his life. It felt balanced with him. "If I fail?"
Kayleen looked at him with something that showed...pity?
"Then I'll have to send back your dead body to your world. I'll explain everything on the way. Let's go."
I have twenty pairs of X-His from the Converse store tiếp theo door, all pink. Okay, okay, see? I'm not normal. And that's not the end of it.
I have thirty T-shirts that say con cừu, cừu ma cà rồng Rock on them. Yeah, I tình yêu the horror movie "Sheep Vampires." It's filled with con cừu, cừu that get tortured and wake up at midnight only to turn into con cừu, cừu ma cà rồng that suck the blood out of their shepherds. It's rated R, but my parents never notice. I bet they don't even know there's a rating system. Lucky for me.
So, this morning, I woke up, when my glass of cô ca left from an năm cách đây shimmered. A misty face appeared.
"Jonas...come here to me...or bạn shall suffer the consequences...like your precious ancestors," the woman screamed.
Was it my imagination...or did I get sucked into my glass of Coke?
This is a crazy song I wrote called Rotten Tomatoes, and I hired the Black-Eyed Peas to sing it. WARNING: This song was meant for entertainment, and should in no way be connected to real people, places, hoặc things. It is not the author's responsibility for the medical bills if bạn die from laughter, hoặc possibly, thinking I'm weirdness.
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Converse is awesome
The Westing Game is gruesome
My Những người bạn all ran
When they heard me say that
People say I'm weird
But look over there then,
That teen has a
White, fluffy beard
Sô cô la coins rock
They're the celebs of the block
They're creamy and sweet
Cuz they always go to swim meets
I tình yêu Harry Potter
hoặc was it táo, apple Rotter?
It was everyone's favorite,
But it soon molded.
Now, I'm almost five
And I live in a hive,
Like my other amigos
Who live in anthills!
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Converse is awesome
The Westing Game is gruesome
My Những người bạn all ran
When they heard me say that
People say I'm weird
But look over there then,
That teen has a
White, fluffy beard
Sô cô la coins rock
They're the celebs of the block
They're creamy and sweet
Cuz they always go to swim meets
I tình yêu Harry Potter
hoặc was it táo, apple Rotter?
It was everyone's favorite,
But it soon molded.
Now, I'm almost five
And I live in a hive,
Like my other amigos
Who live in anthills!