Seth Green

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Looking at his clock, Seth sees that it is 10:30. That was his favorite thing about summer. He could sleep in as much as he wanted. No worries about being late for school. Seth yawned and got out of bed.

He went to the bathroom to splash water on his face. After he dried his face with a towel, he looked at his calm reflection. His blonde bangs were getting in his grey-blue eyes. He used his fingers to push them aside. After that he was satisfied.

He walked out of his bathroom and laid down in bed again. Seth grabbed his glasses from his bedside table and put them on. He pulled out his journal from under his pillow and started to write a poem. No one knew that he wrote poems, and he wanted to keep it that way.

As his hand, darted words appeared on the page. * The sun is bright;
Everything is calm.
Summer is still here,
But not for very long.
I had great times with all my friends;
And we need to make a plan before summer ends.
What kind of thing should we do to remember?
Should we do a massive prank or party or something else together.
Either way, I will not worry.
School will come and go, well at least I hope it'll hurry.
Thank you summer, for everything......*

Suddenly there was a knock at his door. He quickly closed his book and shoved it back in his pillow. Just then, his door opened.

"Come on nerd, mom made pancakes."

"Alright Tony, geez."

His brother ran downstairs. Seth slowly followed.

This is the average summer morning of the blonde haired, grey-blue eyed, 5"6, secret poet, and boy you'd like to meet, Seth Green.

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