"Cobras are crossing our territory?," me and my father said at the same time
"Even if it's our territory, it's still a free country," said mike, one of my fathers friend.
"Well, if I spot even one cobra, it's war," said father
The next day at school I crossed the hallway to get to my locker. Everybody parted to let me through. I saw a girl wearing a blue sweater and jeans. When she saw me staring, she started shaking. (Probably because I made an evil looking face at school all the time)
Sometimes it's cool that everyone's afraid of you, but sometimes it sucks. No one talks to me except my friends, moon and mara. They're the only people I talk to in the whole damn school.
Moon and mara came running to me.
"You can not believe what I'm about to say," said mara
I raised an eyebrow.
"I spotted a cobra!," she whisper-yelled
"And it's in our class," moon said sweetly
Moon's always happy. I had never seen moon sad, much less cry. She has a thing for sweet stuff. She's always eating. I don't even remeber how she became a mamba.
Recognizing a mamba is pretty easy. Mambeeans have a mamba tatoo. The mamba tatoo is tatooed on both arms. The tail ends at the elbow and the heads begins on the hand. The mamba tatoo grabes around the arm, making three rings.
Cobras have similar tatoos, except theirs are a tatoo of a cobra.
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