I looked out the window and sighed. Yet another day of school.
As my dad gradually pulls to a stop to let me out, I hop out and say bye. I look around to see if there's anyone I should avoid, then walk hurriedly to the covered court for 'Morning Club'.
I then remember my ID and pull it out of my school bag, dropping practically everything in the meanwhile (like a boss). Finally pulling it out, I stand up and put it on. As I try to get in, I show the Vice Principal and step in.
Immediately, I sense everything is wrong, and suddenly, there's an explosion.
I blew up.
Everyone blew up.
We all died.
The end.
Or is it...?
AN: Mwuahahahahaha. I think I just got a rush of inspiration. You hear that people?! INSPIRATION! And when I feel inspired, shit goes down. (Not literal shit of course. I'm not an inspirational pooper). Wat.
Anyways, GUESS WHAT! I SHALL CONTINUE THIS! BECAUSE OF THIS EXPLOSION I HAVE AN IDEA. AND IT SHALL BE BEAUTIFUL. Okay bye.
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