I have a Five nights at Freddy's 1 and 2 song stuck in ma head and can't geddit out.... PS: I wanted to publish this on Friday the 13, but you know...stuff......
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Some third person's POVS cuz he/she was bored while watching The Hunger Games which by the way is IMPOSSIBLE #IMSORANDOM
Amanda stared at the piece of paper in horror, eyes widening. Out of view, Crystal was tilting her head to the left as if to decipher what Amanda was reading. A small tune was hummed and both girls looked up to see Shiny walking towards them.
"Yo, where were you?!" Crystal asked, annoyed that Shiny took of for her 'bathroom break' without telling her.
Which was, mind me, about 20 minutes.
Shiny just shrugged, scanning the area like a hawk. Her eyes fell on the girl with short black hair clutching a piece of paper as if that was her life.
"Hey, what's up with Mandy?" She asked, walking closer.
"I don't know," Crystal replied before shouting out Amanda's other other nickname. "Oi, Panda!"
"Well, it's official. She has lost her senses and has become a puppet. Normally she would be giving anyone who calls her Panda the I-am-going-to-hit-you-with-a-wet-fish death glare." Shiny lowered her voice, walking towards the girl who was holding the piece of paper.
Following her, Shiny did as well. Tracking Amanda's gaze at the paper, the duo looked at the paper.
Crystal's POV
No
No
No
No
NO. THIS IS NOT RIGHT.
IT'S LEFT. (A/N:ha ha I'm sooooo funny......)
This isn't right. That never happened. It's still a Monday. Hydra's still beating up Louis, Ms. Kang hasn't arrived yet, and I'm still copying Amanda's homework. Please, it can't...
Shiny stared at the paper as Amanda's hand flew to her mouth in shock. (like one of those cheesy Twilight-drama movies.) She had a right to, even if it was bad to compare it with Twilight, and the author knows it.
(-_-) wut?
Anyway.....back to the plot.
I slowly placed my gaze back on the paper once again. Making sure no one was near, I read it.
"Dear Ms. Deaville, we regret to inform you that Mr. William Thong been involved in an accidental car crashed on Tuesday, 2:56 pm. No other people were involved as far as concerned, but he shall not be available until further recoveries. He has, reported from the doctor, 'Minor injury to the frontal lobe and three broken ribs, a broken arm, two severed tendons and a punctured lung'. We shall inform you as soon as possible. Due to this sudden event, Mr. Daulbherg has authority to temporarily take over his place in the ICT department despite-"
My voice stopped as my eyes continued to trail over empty air. The letter has been torn. Lowering the piece of paper, I did a double take as the full severity of the news hit me.
And I mean literally hit me, as in smack in the face.
Shiny's hand flew out, saying what I had to say while slapping me as I was pretty sure Amanda lost her voice.
"WHAT?!! What do you mean, take his place? What is this... MINOR INJURY TO THE FRONTAL LOBE AND THREE BROKEN RIBS, A BROKEN ARM, TWO SEVERED TENDONS AND A PUNCTURED LUNG!? Mr. Daulbherg has authority to WHAT?!! You can't do that despite what!? Who wrote this, Mr. Thong? The hospital? His mom? Hold on a sec..."
"HIS FIRST NAME IS WILLIAM?!! How did we not know that?"
Suddenly, a shocked filled voice whispered determinately to us.
"Girls, we're going to pay our teacher a visit."
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Haey guys....sorry for the crappy short chapter, I have had writers block fu eva ya know . Also it's just cuz I AM ABOUT TO HIT 400 VIEWS!!!!!!!!I
Am
Freaking
Out
OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG IT LOOKS LIKE I TYPED GOM.
DOES THIS BOOK DESERVE 40? I HAVE NO CLUE, SO ITS UP TO YOU, CUZ I CANT DO ANYTHING AS IM ABOUT T-
*explodes*
*dies~*
And here's Darwin with the weather.
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