Okay so I have chapter one of a story I'm writing. Tell me if there's anything you want me to change! The actual story is in the Notes and credits because I don't know how to do the whole "Press space to advance" thing.
I stared at my laptop. I had so much inspiration to write a story, and then when I sat down, all the inspiration was gone. I snapped out of my daze when something hit me in the back of the head. I turned to see my twin, Ashton, smirking at me from the doorway. “Ash, I told you to leave me alone!” I said,” Oooooohhh, Little Miss Sunshine is mad!” “ASH I’M GONNA KILL YOU!” I sprung up from my desk, and started chasing Ash. “If you two are going to tear around, tear around OUTSIDE, or else it’s dish duty for both of you.” My mom said.We looked at each other frantically, and raced outside, where I continued to chase Ashton. He’s the most athletic out of me,him, and my oldest brother, Logan. Ashton is 15 and is on the football team. Logan is 17 and does track. I’m 13. And well, I’m not into sports like that. But I’m on the swim team. We’re all siblings, supposed to be triplets, but we look nothing the same. Logan is tall and muscular, with light skin and short blond hair with blue eyes. Ashton is taller than me, but shorter than Logan. So right in the middle. He has brown eyes and dirty blonde hair. Both like my father. But the cool thing about me is, I’m nothing like my brothers, looks wise. I’m skinny, short for my age, freckles all over my face, almost bright orange eyes, and short ,straight red hair. Just like nobody else in my family. My dad has sandy blond hair, a blue eye and a brown eye, and is pretty tall. My mom has green eyes, and brown hair with blond highlights. “Will you guys stop running around? I have to practice my throwing.” Logan complained. “ But Ash teased meeeeeee. I must get revenge!” I say jokingly. “ Well, you can get your “revenge” later, monkey.” Logan came and ruffled my hair. I make some monkey noises in reply. “Monkey” has always been my favorite nickname. “You guys are weirdos.” Ashton said. “Says the guy who simps for anime girls.” Me and Logan say in unison. “Oh you guys are gonna frickin get it now.” He tackles Logan to the ground and I happily join in. I’ve always been a really rough-and-tumble girl. “Hey! Once you three wrestlers are done, we need you guys to unpack your rooms.” Our dad says. We just moved to California from Miluakee. And boy is it different! It’s so HOT! We go back to the house, not noticing the mass amounts of hair I left behind.
