It was seven thirty in the morning when I woke up. "Crap!" I exclaimed, "School! Last time I stay up till midnight playing Minecraft." I mumbled while getting dressed. Black Machinima V neck, dark blue Osiris shoes and ripped skinny jeans. I brushed my long dark brown hair and my brushed my teeth then rushed out the bathroom with my messenger bag. How I love that bag. It held all my drawings and artowrk, plus a few other things I need at all times. "Bye, Dad! I'm gonna run to school today! I need the exercise anyway." I called as I ran down the stairs of our townhouse. It's kind of like an apartment but bigger and connected to five others, like six mini houses and there were about twelve more just like it with a land manager and an 'office'.
"Wait. Take this apple with you if you're not going to eat breakfast here." he said as I walked into the kitchen. "Okay. Bye. Off to prison for the next seven and a half hours." I pulled out my ipod as my favorite minecraft playlists started. That Girl is Crafty by TryHardNinja started playing as I took my ear buds out and put the music on full blast while replacing the device in my back pocket.
....NAHNAH, NAHNAH. NAH NAH NAH NAH NAHNAH. That girl is crafty...
Singing along to the music and five Minecraft songs later, I reached the school. Today was the first day of twelfth grade. Soon I'll be eighteen and I can leave this forsaken prison. I thought to myself as I walked up to the main entrance. There was a small set of stairs before the real entrance outside so people were always sitting there, making the place look like one of the stereotypical high schools you see in the movies, mostly because it was. The jocks, the preps, nerds, etc. By the time I made it halfway to the entrance 21 Guns by Green Day had started playing.
This earned me a few glares and looks of disgust from the preps and cheerleaders and a few thumbs up and nods from the Gothic kids and gamers. I swear, those preps will never know how intelligent people like us are.
Now, I just have to survive.
Hope you liked this chapter despite how short it is. I can't believe TC is breaking up more and more ;~; I saw this coming, I just don't think I'll ever grow up. I bet they're doing what Kermit did. Fame and fake bimbos for fangirls are taking over the world and we must stop them!!!!!!!!
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Dead at first sight (rewriting beginning june 10th)
FanfictionWinter was just a typical Minecraft geek. She and her friends always talked about the new updates and whether or not Pocket Edition would have Endermen soon. She herself was a huge fan of Team Crafted. Specifically Ty. One day, her school above all...
