So this is a story I wrote 2 (well three now) years, and its about my favorite author Chris Colfer! The story you are about to read is word for word on the piece of paper I originally wrote it on. And I found the paper because I was organizing my shelf with all of my Chris Colfer stuff, and I just so happen to find it. I decided to re-write it, and here we are. So here's how this is going to go, I'm going to do the original first, and then I'm going to re-write it but better since I have expand in my writing from reading all the time. Oh yeah one more thing! I sincerely apologize for the cringe you are about to read. Yeah.... but it'll be better I promise. Enjoy :)
"Get off of me Christopher!" I said through my teeth. He had shoved against (yes I really forgot "me") a locker. "I told you not to call me that!" He sounded really mad. "I-im sorry." I said softly. I was too afraid to look at him so I looked down, he let go of my shoulders. "You really are pathetic." Tears started to form in my eyes. I have had enough of this. I quickly looked at him with tears rolling down my face. I pushed him off and said "How many people said that to you?!?" He looked at me confused, and it almost looked like he was going to cry. "Okay."
Photo Proof: word for word*The Re-Make*
Everyday I would roam the hallways of high school. And everyday I would see the one person I hated the most, Chris. His real name is Christopher, but he hates to be called that. Me and Chris have a... love-hate relationship. We hate each other, and love to pick on one another, but the second someone else does it to us, we are quick to jump at the gun to save each other. So I guess he is my mean lover. Anyways, I was walking to class like normal, and like normal Chris would push me up against the lockers. "Right on schedule." I said sarcastically. "I can't keep my biggest fan waiting." He said cockily. "Biggest fan? Did you hit your head on the way in?" I laughed. "Ha ha very funny. Who are you going to now?" He asked. "I have biology, can you please get out of my way?" I asked and tried to push him off of me, but he didn't budge. "Get off of me Christopher." I warned, knowing exactly what I was doing. "I told you not to call me that." I love it when he gets angry, and I milked this moment for all it was worth. "I am so terribly sorry." I said in the worst British accent ever. He eventually moved out my way. "Meet me outside after biology, by the water fountain." Chris instructed. "Okay, see you then dork." I said, and began to make my way over to biology. "Later nerd!" He called out to me down the hall. I shot him a bird, and continued to class.....
~The End
Okay hear me out. I know I added things in the re-due version that wasn't in the original. And I know it looked like I was trying too hard, BUT COME ON this is really good. Anyways.. bye
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