(chapter 36) From Home Sweet Home to Hell, maybe, could be heaven

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I have decide to risk my life to write this. I did finish this chapter yesterday, ready to post and all, but Wattpad had delete my file. But I think that the fact that I'm risking my life from possible laptop explosion to write this good enough.

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Chapter 36

I didn't like a lot of houses or mansions, and the ones I like were taken. So I told my parents about my dream house, a glass house where the only thing that isn't glass is the bathroom, the closet, the furniture, the clothes, and the food, and they disaprove of the idea. I understand, I mean, the structure wouldn't be stable at all. They said that I can pick a mansion and they'll have the roof and the back wall removed and fill it in with missile-proof, one-way glass that can change shades using a remote. Then, S.S.O. will send people over to build in secret escape route, secret weapon storage for every room and a secret, sound-proof, weapon-and-gadgets-filled basement that connect with every room, motion sensors that will know if anything step inside the 200 yards radius, a complicated system of cameras and machine guns operated in the secret basement. And the whole thing will take about a week. I don't know about you, but I think that they overdone it a little bit.

My parents laugh and left after I told them my favorite house, um, mansion is not avaliable for sale. It have big windows, a 60ft long pool with diving boards, and a trampoline, all barely visible from behind iron gates of the mansion and the whole neighborhood. Sam's parents also left after he said he wanted the mansion next to that.

I went to sleep after I took a shower, it's 10:00 for crying out loud.

-----------------After several hours of blissful sleep-----------------

I wasn't woken up by an alarm clock like I have been used to for several years. I was rudely woken by Sam jumping on my king bed. I throw a pillow at him, only to have him catch it with one hand and continue jumping. After a minute of trying to sleep, I give up to sit up.

" I'm up," I yell when he keep on jumping. What is up with him today? Did he drink to pop?" Why did you wake me up at" I look at the clock" 5:00

" The parents want us to exercise to make up for training. They're doing it with us."

" why five and not nine?"

" they want us to get used to the routine because we are going to be up at this hour everyday to train before school start." he frown when he said school.

" school?" I am so awake by now.

" they didn't tell me anything. maybe you have better luck. Now get up," I obey because he is still jumping on my bed and it is getting annoying.

" Why are you so hyper?" He is really getting on my nerves.

" I eat a bunch of chocolate chips while your mom made chocolate chips pancakes."

The second I heard chocolate chips pancakes was the second I was sliding down the banister. I run to where the kitchen is and dig in the pile of huge pancakes mom made. I know that it's pointless to eat your own food when you're in a hotel, but nobody can make pancakes like my mom.

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