The Shooting

Chapter 1

My name is Irony, one day I was out shopping one day for my sisters sixteenth birthday. Wait I should start from the beginning. "So what are you going to get me" Sheryl asked.
"None of your business." I said. "Well it better be good."Sheryl insisted "I'd shut up if I were you. Do you want you're present" "yes" Sheryl complained.
" Then go away." I ordered. I didn't have a present for Sheryl. I tried to arrange a date to go shopping. The next three and a half weeks were taken by arrangements, school and a date with Ken.
I couldn't seem to fit shopping in any where. Sheryl's birthday was in four weeks. I couldn't have left it until the last three days. I decided to cancel my date with Ken, after all, i did find him making out with someone else.
I could just find someone else... Could I? Anyway that meant I could shop the next week, Cool.
The next day i went to school and did what i usually do; not hand in any homework or succeed in anything.
I came home after a boring day and lay on the couch texting and thinking to do something with my life other than texting. I decided to go to bed, since i had nothin better to do with my day.
The next day I woke to find Sheryl staring above me. "What are you doing" I asked Sheryl.
"Trying to find my present." Sheryl admitted."well stop." I said.