Pizza delivery is an art, my friends. Your masterpiece is finished when you've arrived to the exact destination, no matter the location, with the pizza intact. Bonus points if you make it there within 30 minutes or if there are unpaved roads involved. Aggy Bray (that would be me) is like, the Picasso of pizza delivery. Never have I ever arrived at the wrong destination, ruined a pizza, or been longer than 45 minutes. What can I say? I'm committed.
Allow me to give you an image of who I am and what I look like. My mother is Jamaican, a quiet and petite woman with chestnut skin and large, deep brown eyes. She lives in Jamaica with my grandfather, which sucks for me because I've always been close with my mother. My dad is a pretty nice guy, though. He's 100% Irish (or as he claims) and still holds his accent strongly even after having lived in California for thirty-plus years. His face was once filled with freckles and his hair is bright red and curly. I have one brother, although you would never guess it.
I've got a different look. My skin is a light mocha, chock-full of freckles. I've got my mom's big brown eyes and dark brown hair, and my father's curly/wavy hair. I'm quite petite as well, hitting around 5'3. My brother Elliot is very different. Skin as fair as paper but with no freckles and and small, blue eyes. His hair is curly like mine and somewhat red/brown. He stands exactly a foot taller than me.
Enough about me, let's get into the story.
• Hey hey! Okay so I'm only writing this as kind of a fun thing, I do really love Colby and Sam and everyone else, however I'm not 100% educated on their whole lives so if anything about this is incorrect please feel free to let me know so I can fix it! Enjoy:) •
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Fiksi PenggemarPizza delivery at an abandoned farm in the middle of California. That is how shy little Agnes Bray got a chance to have some fun, and took it. NOTE: THIS STORY HAS BEEN DISCONTINUED. Please read my latest update for any information.
