WARNING: VERY CRINGE, STUPID, AND INACCURATE!! READ AT OWN RISK!! (Also I have not edited this at ALL. So things may not make sense) comment what you think of this ancient relic. Title: Fox Days (Holey Moley that title is atrocious) Chapter 1: “I can’t believe it! The milk went bad!” And I can’t believe my sister, Ember, cares about spoiled milk. I just started middle school and of course it starts with my sister yelling about the spoiled milk. “Sam!’’ Yells Ember from the kitchen, as a put my top on and flair jean pants. “What do you want Ember?” I say calmly. Ember smiles, “I made food!” As I sit down at the table she brings the food and puts a piece of burnt toast and crispy eggs on my plate and pours what looks like 10 year old milk into a cup. I stare at the food, for about maybe 5 whole minutes, then Ember says, “Are you ok?” I look up and see her DRINKING the 10 year old milk. I whisper in a trembling voice, “When did that milk expire?” Ember cheerfully says, “October 23 1998!” I stare at her. She realizes now. I say in the same whispery, tembely voice, “How many milks are in the fridge?” Ember with her blue eyes stares and says “2…” I was flabbergasted how stupid my HIGH SCHOOL sister was. Ember was not the sharpest tool in the box but she was the prettiest. In school she is the most popular girl. She has the prettiest blonde hair and deep blue eyes. She wore 2,000 pounds of makeup and today she was looking like cowgirl Barbie from the Barbie Movie. Ember trembling and whimpering, “Wasn’t that like 20 years ago?” I, who was too tired to do math said, “I don’t know” I grab the GOOD gallon of milk and make pancakes. My sister who was nice enough to make me breakfast said, “Gimme some pancakes, please.” I was annoyed with the circumstances already so I stayed calm and said, “No” And that's how I got a bloody finger on the first day of school. And if you want to know how, she got a knife and cut my finger. When I got through the front doors people stared at me down the halls. Then I heard laughing directed at me. I realized I looked weird. Then I saw a boy who wasn’t laughing. He was even hitting his friends in the back of the head for laughing at me. He walked over saying, “Hi, I’m Dominic !” His friends laughed. He ignored them. He noticed I was looking at his friends and said, “Don’t worry about them, Sam!” I stepped back nervous because he knew my name. Then he said, “I know your name cause of your lunch bag. Your mom printed your name on it.” I of course forgot I about it. They he says again, “Wanna be friends?” He opened his hand warmly. I shaked it. With my cut finger hand. So he had blood on his hand now. But he didn’t seem at all disgusted. I felt bad for the guy. I probably embarrassed him. I opened my mouth to say sorry, but then he put his arm around my shoulders. Chapter 2: I slipped out of his grip. He still walked next to me. Then he asked me to show him my schedule, so I showed him. He showed me his. Somehow we have the EXACT same schedule. I was quite suspicious. I didn’t observe Dominic much but he has brown chocolate-ish colored hair, green eyes, and freckles. I still don’t care. I only care if he is nice or not. At least I have a friend. “Do you have friends?” Dominic asked. I said, “I’m new here I don’t know anyone.” Dominic seemed more than embarrassed. I felt really bad. “I’m sorry” Said Dominic. Dominic was already stranger from normal boys, but I haven’t heard a sorry from a boy who did nothing wrong. OK, I have heard a sorry from a boy who did nothing wrong.
(Continuation to chapter 2) Dominic nugs me and says, “There's a art club, that I created! Wanna join?” I LOVE art. So I agreed. I didn’t realize we were walking to our class, so when Dominic said we were at homeroom I was surprised. I was just following him! The teacher is my history teacher named, Ms. Wrinkle. I wanted laugh at her name. Dominic looked like he was dying of laughter inside. I was red in the face trying to hold in the laugh. But I swallowed it and walked in. Me and Dominic had seats next to each other. I was kinda happy, not gonna lie. 3 girls walk in wearing pink of all shades. They are all blondies and they all have blue eyes. The girls introduce themselves to me. The middle one says “I’m Emma. That’s Ava. And that’s Amy.” I couldn’t tell who was Amy and Ava. “Emma, just not today.” Dominic says. Emma knew something I didn’t. Emma saying a little nervously said “Yes Dominic.” I looked at him and he looked back frowning not at me but at what he hasn’t told me. “Sam, I need to tell you something” Dominic says. I still stare at him thinking, Is this guy a murderer?! “I’ll tell you later, Sam” I nodded. Ms. Wrinkle went up to the front of the class and said “Hello everyone!” She sounded like a duck! Dominic is sketching something is making sure I can’t see it. Dominic mumbles, “I wish I could show Sam I was a fox, human, hybrid thing.” I stare at him. Not listing to Ms. Wrinkle. Staring at Dominic, just staring. He sees and jumps a little in his seat. Bell rings. “No homework on the first week of school!” Says Ms. Wrinkle. That’s good for me because I did NOT listen. Like at all. Chapter 3: Finally, lunch. Dominic sits next to me. I say “So um I heard you say you were a fox. CAN YOU SHOW ME?!” I sounded so stupid! Dominic sighs and says “I knew you heard. I’ll um show you later. What neighborhood do you live in?” Me being me says “Roadhouse Dolkot” Dominic says “I live there too. So meet me at the tennis court.” I’m not gonna lie, my neighborhood sounds like a name for a steakhouse. That's it and if y'all like it I might rewrite the story.
