"Jack" Rudy started "Your grades have been dropping and your teacher is considering summer school for you, that means no dojo, your other choice is to read JK Rowling's book series Harry Potter and write an 8 page essay on it."
I didn't read, I never did.
"Hey Rudy, how many books are In the series?" I asked.
"seven" He replied.
Holy, the last time I read, I was volunteering at a summer camp and the six year olds wanted me to read 'The Very Hungry Caterpillar' to them.
"Well the longest book has about um...900 pages?"
I felt kind of faint. 900 pages?
"Rudy, I cant do this, It'll take me forever" I said
"Well you better get started" He replies.
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1 hour later
I was sprawled on the dojo floor with 7 books, and a 8 pack of coke in front of me. I took the first book off the pile and began to read.
Chapter one: The boy who lived.
Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much. They were the last people you'd expect to be involved in anything strange or mysterious, because they just didn't hold such nonsense...
After that, I started to dose off.
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I woke up with a start. At least, I thought I did. I got up and banged my head against hard wooden board. I opened my eyes and looked around. I seemed to be under a staircase.
There was this wooden trunk in the corner with a cage sitting on it that contained an white owl.
I rubbed my eyes, everything was blurry. I felt a pair of round glasses on the table next to me and slid it on my face, since when did I need glasses?
I looked at a broken mirror in front of me, I found had this lightning shaped cut on my forehead.
I was confused, extremely confused.
I opened the little door that lead outside the cubord. I found Phil sitting on the couch.
"Jack, bring me the coffee!" He said.
I obeyed what he said and walked into what I hoped was the kitchen.
I found officer Joan wearing a pink apron in the kitchen making pancakes.
"Joan?" I ask.
"You don't call me Joan!" She barked. "You call me Mrs. Dursley!"
Okay, this is weird.
I found a cup of coffee on the counter and brought it to Phil. I found Frank from the black dragons sitting on the couch. It looked like Frank, an extremely overweight version as him, so I guess he didn't look too different. He had a bag of half empty cheesies in his hand.
I heard a rumble outside, I looked around to see what it was. I looked through the window and saw a blue dot that seamed to get bigger and bigger. It wasnt getting bigger, it was moving towards us, It was a flying car?. I hurriedly ducked behind the counter.
A second later, I heard a huge crash. I looked up to see a huge hole in the side of the house with the car through it. The driver of the car shocked me the most. It was... Jerry?
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