A book written by a middle schooler: my embarrassment that I can't part from

The Beginning of a War

I woke up, and immediately I felt like something was wrong. Remember before whenI told you I had a sort of sense? Yeah, totally useful.

I Sat up, I looked around, everything seemed normal, I got up to go to the washroom, brushed my teeth, and went to pull open the door to the hall way, and what happened felt like it was in slo-mo.

I stepped on a plastic mat, I questioned it, but then a bucket of blue paint fellon top of my head. I closed my eyes and help my breath. The paint stopped coming, and I looked around to see some curly hair peeking out from around thecorner of the hallway. "KYRA!!!! THIS MEANS WAR!!!" I screamed. I'd have to get her back, and I'd have to start planning.

KWAI'S POV:
I was putting the finishing up my plans for Claire's surprise week, when I got a phone call from Claire, speak of the devil, I mean she's not a devil, she's an angel, it's just an expression... anyway, "Hey! I was just going..."She interrupted me with her screaming, "Julia's Flat, Kyra, Paint, Prankwars, come help, BYEYEEEEEEE!" Well, I guess I'll put my plans on hold.

BACK TO CLAIRE POV:
"What took you so long!" I whisper yelled at Kwai. "The bus took awhile, why are we in the pantry? And why are Julia, Laura, Emilie and Abby here?" "Hi Kwai!" Laura said. "Shhhhhhh!" We all said."Let me brief you about what is happening."

"This Morning at approximately 0900 hours, a bucket of paint was spilt on me, and blue dye put in my toothpaste. This was all done by the devil lady named Kyra.There is a divide among us, Kyra, Geneva, J Law, Cumberbarch, Lucas and Olga are on Team Sucka, and we are on Team Awesome. We are in the pantry because it is dark in here, there are no possible listening devices in here, and I look like a fucking smurf."

"Over The next day, scratch that, over the next hour, we will train to beat those sons of a bitches, and forever be known as the champions of Prank Wars 2015! And I Will get my revenge on Kyra..." I waited for my applause. "Ummm, can I Ask a question?" "Yes Julia?" "Um, I don't really want to have paint spilt all over the flat, after all it's my parents, could we maybe put some plastic sheets or..."

"THERE IS NO TIME! Our lives are at stake here! Do you want to win and make a mess, or lose and still make a mess...don't answer that! Anymore stupid questions?"Abby raised her hand, "Good I thought I covered it all, move out troops!"