JULY SIXTH, TWENTY-TWENTY TWO PT. 3

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by whyen_writes

by whyen_writes

We're going back from the boat. This chapter should be a bit longer lmao.

The boat was really interesting. It was an old cruise ship. They turned the majority of it into a untouched artifact. But a bit of it was oriented around climate change. There was a dining room there where I held a meeting. It was pretty cool.

The lore of the meeting originates from the submarine we went to. On the submarine there was a place where the captains or something would hold meetings and eat, and it was also recreational. I was the captain and basically I directed us wrong. We took a wrong turn and were now on enemy waters. But everyone was saying that the AMERICAN soldiers should have a British accent. Then we spotted an enemy ship. So Connor killed everyone on said enemy ship, and we were free to roam around it.

So that's how we ended up on the ship. I think that's pretty cool. So we were in the ships dining area holding a meeting, right? And of course I was captain. So I started to speak and Aiden cut me off. Then in his little fake little British little accent, he said "Shut up, this isn't about you Rory." Like rude. So I looked him dead in the eyes and went, "Ugh British people, ammi right?" (Sorry to all the Brits out there, I actually love you guys) My friend Olivia changes her accent from British to American and goes, "Ugh, yeah. He's talking about the menu, and you're trying to tell us about an actual problem. If you guys were listening you would've known that the reason that were lost and are on enemy waters is because Rory here, is a screw-up and got the directions wrong." So Aiden is being a little brat and goes "Well I like this ship!" So I look at him and go, "Then you can thank Connor for killing the enemies on it, and me for ordering him to do that and being such a screw-up." Which made everyone laugh.

I like making people laugh. It makes me feel food inside.

My phone is at fifteen percent battery. I wish I could charge my stupid phone on the bus.

I like how they call what I'm in a "day camp" when- let's face it -It's daycare for older kids. Why cover it up. We like it here. We don't mind being babysat. And I love how their job is to watch us but love to pull the teacher "I'm bot your babysitter or your mom, so stop making me have to watch you like one. Like, it's in the job description.

But camp is over all pretty fun.

How often does your school get school shooting threats? Because mine is like, 5 times a year. And we only have 400 kids in the middle school. I'm so booored. I know why there are so many threats though. Because I live in a redneck ass community. Y'know? The kind of community where people decide to have kids and a few guns.

I swear to god people here are so stupid. And if they aren't the kind of kid who gets away with SAing multiple girls because his parents know the principal, they're getting bullied by the kid who's parents know the principal. And I'm being dead serious about that too. Real examples of real situations. I hate my school.

Why is everyone so homophobic? Everyone either calls me slurs or assumes I am a Trump supporter. And I hate trump. The amount of times people have asked why I'm a Trump supporter is ugh. And if not, they have the whole school attack me for saying Fox News is straight lies. Was I wrong?

I love anarchy, I hate school shootings, and I hate Trump.

Also, why the fuck do people put the bible on Wattpad? It's known for spreading legs, not spreading lies and religion. I hate seeing Jesus stans books and ways of life on my fyp of amy social media.

Anyway, signing off for now, Buh-Bye guys!

Word count: 696 (Hahah, funny number)