A Spies Tradition (ON HOLD)

A Spies Tradition

HEY GUYS THIS IS GONNA BE MY FIRST STORY WOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

FOR ONCE IN LIFE I WILL BE SPEAKING NORMALY WOOHOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

ENJOY! BTW THIS IS ALL IMPROV..

WAHAHAHAHAAHA

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Chapter 1:

     *BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP- and many more BEEPS later*

     "Shut up!" I grumbled in my pillow.

     "Janette! Wake up! You’re going to be late for the first day of school!" Stella yelled from downstairs.

     Well that woke me up!

     I ran to my closet and threw every piece of clothing on the floor creating a big pile. I jumped in the pile and counted to ten when I opened my eyes | had the perfect outfit.

     Leaving my bed hair as is since there was really nothing wrong with it,

I ran downstairs eager to eat ANYTHING.

     "What’s for breakfast?" I cheered sitting on the couch waiting for her response

     "Your lunch" My mother called from the kitchen

     Wait does that mean I have NO breakfast? I started thinking how my mom wanted me to die of hunger when a yellow thing hit my head. "OOF"

To my utter amazement there lay a banana! So my mom really did care for me! On second thought, I bet she just didn't want to be blamed when they found me dead from starvation. And I thought she cared. HA

     I walked to my car to find a guy leaning on MY NEW CAR. He was cute though... WAIT NO HIS FLIPPING ASS IS ON MY NEW CAR! HE PROBABLY TOOK A SHIT EARLIER!

     "Dude, leaning on my car isn’t cool,” I said trying to keep my voice as calm as possible.

     If he didn't get off my car I'm seriously going to use my ninja skills on him!

     "Hey do you go to Jeffery High?" he asked clearly changing the subject.

His ass is still on my car…

     "Depends... Do you?" I huffed giving up the calm look.

     "Sure do" He smiled a dazzling smile.

     “Well then NO" He was still leaning on MY car.

     Suddenly, I smelt something and it smelt bad. OH GOD HE JUST FRICKIN FARTED ON MY CAR!!

     He was going DOWN. I kicked his little head and there he fell onto the ground.

     Walking past his body I went around the car to the drivers seat.

     There I found Skippy my dog taking a shit in the grass not far from my car.

     "Woops..." Great I knocked out a guy who I though farted on my car.     Wonderful.

     I hauled his limb body into the backseat. Man he was heavy as soon as he wakes up I should tell him he needs a diet…

     I draped a blanket over his body so no one would think I had a dead person in my car. Wait what if he really is dead? Ew... A dead person in MY NEW CAR! Gross…

     I did what I had to do I got out of the car and lifted the blanket off.

     I got really close to his face and put my ear onto his chest but I found out he was alive a different way.

     "Your cute, you know that." He whispered in my other ear. I was so shocked I slapped him and once again he was out cold.

     Well at least I know I didn't put a dead person in my car... Shivers went down my spine at the thought. Ew...

     I got back in the car. Another problem rang in my head. How am I supposed to drag a guy looking dead out of the car without being noticed? Better yet, without looking like I’m the murderer?

     I guess I will have to think about it while I drive to school. But before I start the engine I got out of the car once again and reached into the guy's pocket.

     When I felt a leathery substance I pulled it out. This guy was loaded! I took a wade of cash and stuffed it in my wallet before I started driving.

     A new idea popped in my head. Maybe I should just throw him out of the car and pretend this never happened? Oh never mind, to risky. I mean what if my mom saw? She would probably faint and I would have two limp bodies to carry!

     Too much effort!

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What do you think??

Oh and what should I name this book?? help!