Hi, Evee here. Thanks for all of the people reading. I want to say thank you to AimeeLovesCats, (read her book Cat Crazy Lady), SammyT101, (read his book The Diamond Tracker Files), DivergentWaffle, coopergordy ( read his book Tropical), and Jjordan2002. Thanks for all of you that are reading this!! If you comment I might give you a shout out. Now Chapter 2!
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Now the treehouse isn't just a wooden treehouse, this is a state of the art, metal, colorful treehouse. We all call it the,'Hub.' It has three computers for each of the six. One for games, one for homework, and one for what ever we want. I use mine for looking up or posting cheats for games. The computers are in the main room. If you walk straight, and push some rolling chairs out of the way, there is a hallway with our bedrooms. Our parents know about this, and so they use our rooms in their house as a storage area. In our old closets, are tunnels to our rooms. When walking in to the hallway, on the left are the girls,and on the right are the pets room, boys and the girls walk in closet. In each bedroom, there is a robotic maid, and a washer and dryer. I've never been in the girls room after we built them. We have a rule,'No boys in the girls room, and no girls in the boys rooms.' We've always followed that rule. We aren't rule breakers.
In my room I have a posters of Legends of Zelda and Minecraft. My bed is pushed up against the corner of the room. I have my closet across from my bed. I have my Twizzler stash on a table next to my bed. I go and jump on my bed with a big, FLOOM! It's the right amount of firmness and softness. It feels amazing as always.
I hear some bickering. It must be William and Annabeth fighting over the quickest way to solve some math equation. I overhear the hum of a sewing machine, oh Amy is making outfits. She is just......amazing. I want to date her, but everyone wants us to date. I don't because of that reason. My sister says that Amy and I will have the name,'Samy.' She cares about fashion, but doesn't bother about putting on makeup. Oh, that girl.
I hear Jasper say,"Food!" This is hilarious because she is the most picky eater I've met. She won't eat that much. She says that she doesn't like that many foods. I get up like an old man and go to the dining room.
The dining room is a large room with some counters. The counters have what we like to drink on a typical day. I open mine up, and I see the usual greating of Cokes and Root Beers. I grab a cold Coke and pour it in my glass cup with ice in it. I take a sip to get my energy up. It tastes like victory, mainly because I drink it after I win a game. It reminds me of when I beat the last level on Donkey Kong. I sit down at the table. It is a metal table, with a black top. It has matching stools, except the black part is fabric not metal. I see my best friends. My sister made us fried pickles, honey yeast roles, fried chicken, mashed potatoes, cole slaw, and gravy, brown and white. For dessert she made us dirt pudding with tons of gummy worms. She likes to cook. I see Jasper edging slowly towards the desserts. I don't like to compliment my sister, but if she made something Jasper likes. Wow. I grab a plate, and fill it. I see the pickles are gone." Where are the pickles."
"I'm not sharing," Anna says.
"Hand it over Annabeth."
"Never!"
She shoved them all in her mouth. There were about two and a half cups being gorged into her mouth. "You look like a baby eating," I say. She had grease all over her face and hands. She swallowed.
Anna says smoothly,"Right back at ya, Mother Nature" She got a lot of high-fives for that one. I look at my reflection in a spoon. I look like I was digging and put all of the dirt around my mouth. She got me.
"Fine I'll shut my mouth now," I say snappily. I hate when she does that.
"Now Anna, how did you get Jasper to eat something?" said Aubrey.
"Well let's not spoil the fun now. I just made the impossible, possible."
"Agreed," everyone said.
"Well I'm stuffed. I going to to hit the gym to run off these calories." I said. The gym is behind the elevator. I go over to the gym. I go to a treadmill and start to run. I put my iPhone and listen to the song, Volcano by Rapture Ruckus ft. Jonathan Thulin. It's a fast pace song so I run to it. I put the pace on the average pace.
Wake me up in the middle of the night, these dreams keep chasing me, am I ever gonna exorcise these demons, I guess we'll wait and see.
I think of my day. In school we had to present a project on what career we want to have. Considering we built this place, I want to be an architect.
Been walking these same old streets, for a thousand years it seems, I don't wanna ever lose myself, I don't ever wanna be caught refusing help, I don't want to but I'm in a world obsessed with wealth.
In math, we learned how to find the area and volume of a sphere. The area equals four times pie times radius squared. The volume equals four-thirds times pie times radius cubed.
Can't hold me down, can't hold me back, bout to blow like a volcano, it's not the end, time to begin, bout to blow like a volcano, in the night sky, gonna burn bright, gonna erupt like you've never seen it, it's not the end, time to begin, bout to blow like a volcano
In science we are building a chemical reaction to create an explosion. My group was done in five minutes thanks to William. That kid amazes me on how fast he can do things.
My one-hundred steps are in. I get ready for bed. I can't wait for tomorrow.
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