The Teenage Life
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For starters
For
starters, I’m thirteen. So don’t go expecting big descriptions about anything.
My name is Marc Leeker. I have decided to start this story on a Thursday. It’s
nine o’ clock. I just woke up. School starts next week and I’m trying to get
some sleep before school starts again. Morning is just fine until, “Marc!” Mom
calls. “Get down here right now!”
“Coming.”
Comes the response.
So I get dressed and head downstairs.
“There
you are. I’m leaving now. I need to go get some things from the store. Watch
the little ones while I’m gone.” Mom says.
Whoa,
whoa, and let me say, whoa. Backtrack. Little ones. I forgot to mention them. Okay. Let’s pull you up to date. I’m going to
tell you about the kids in my family before continuing.
First,
Me. I won’t explain about me because you’ll learn about me along the way. I
have hazel eyes, and black hair.
Rick:
Creative, fluttery, emotional, and you better run. That is not a good mix. He
has blue-green eyes, dark brown hair, and is eleven.
Jack:
Playful, kind, and caring. He has green eyes, brown hair, and is eight.
Bob:
Sensitive, likes to play, and loud. He has green eyes,
brown-black
hair, and is almost six.
Kalee:
Playful, loud, hungry, and easily annoyed. She has hazel eyes, dark brown hair,
and is five.
Now,
back to the story.
“Okay.”
I respond.
“I’ll
be right back.” Mom says. “Thank you!”
And
she leaves. Then I party. Sadly, not really. Instead I would play my 3DS or
something. Pokémon Heart Gold was the thing I liked right now. Mom would
usually be back in an hour. This is how the summer usually went. But on the
Friday before school starts, we go shopping with her. This is how a school
shopping goes: We head for Wal-Mart, and we each get about sixty bucks for
school supplies. Then Mom sends us of to get stuff while she watches the six
and five year olds. Then we spread out and look at school supplies. (Or our
favorite sections of the store, mine is the electronics and books). We would
all get a list of what we needed for the school year, and buy it. Then, if we
had extra money, we could get something for ourselves. This year I had coupons,
and got pencils, pens, lined paper, printer paper, colored pencils, ruler,
tape, double sided tape, a tape measure, paper cutter, and some chemistry
bottles for fifty-one dollars. Nine dollars for me! I decided to save the
money.
Back
to school! It was family tradition to have cake before the school year started
again. This year we had a big five layer cake! It was huge and square with
white and red icing with a big ‘Happy school year!’ on it. I spent all night
eating cake and looking at a map of the school so I would know where everything
is, as if I had always been there. That way, I won’t be late for anything and
never get detention. Great plan, right? Well clearly I didn’t know about a
certain someone who would make my life miserable. There is always that kind of
person at schools, right? Well, I may or may not have
overlooked that little detail. Having been in a private school for all my
school life, I didn't know about bullies. There weren’t any at the private
schools I had been to. So how was I suppose to know what to do?
This chapter is about two-and-a-half pages long. See how much I can do alone? I sit down and do it. Anya and James don't want to sit and do it for that long. I did not put in the 'to...' someone thing. But I have one! Please tell me what you think!
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