Random Unrealistic Stories

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One: Banana Butt Nut Isobel

HI! I'M BANANA Nut Isobel Delicia Marino Alexandra! I'm sixteen years, one month, seven weeks, 99999999 hours, 77272828289 900 minutes, 9 999 999 999 999 900 seconds and 9 999 999 999 999 999 999 999 999 999 999 99 milliseconds years old. I live here in Melbourne, Australia with my mum and dad!

     I got out of bed and changed my clothes to whatever I saw first in my wardrobe. Then I looked in the mirror and stared at my reflection.

     My silky, long, shiny brown hair was perfectly straight and reached my waist and it matched my bright blue orbs that sparkled perfectly in the sun. My fair, flawless, no-pimple-whatsoever and perfect skin made my outfit looked perfectly perfect. My outfit showed my perfect hour-glass body as well. But I'm not pretty.

     I looked away from the mirror, not wanting to look at my average self anymore.

     You see, not many boys like me because I'm a nerd. I watched Science documentaries, Star Wars and other nerdy stuff. But enough about that! I need to get to school.

     ***

     I arrived at my school. It was called 'My Life is Like a Fart High School' and it was the worst school evah.

     "Hey Ana!" my friend, Katie, shouted as she walked down next to me.

     Katie Fartobioulous Grenade Stupidia Lonchor was one of the most prettiest girl in My Life is Like a Fart High. She had amazing blonde hair, amazing brown orbs and a curvy body. She was wearing an amazing jewel-encrusted summer dress and flowery wedges and a million-dollar prada bag and a flower headband and a dog in her bag and a bird poop on her shoe.

     Suddenly, I fell backwards and landed on top of this hawt mysterious guy with green orbs.

     "I'm so sorry!" I shrieked and helped Harry up.

     "I'm Harry Styles!" Harry introduced himself, "Hello Miss Banana Nut Isobel Delicia Marino Alexandra," he adds.

     "I'm Banana Nut Isobel Delicia Marino Alexandra but call me Ana," I told Harry, looking into his hypnotising orbs.

     I was about to pass out until a girl shouted at me.

     "Oi fatty! Get away from Harry!" Taylor Perfecto Marvellous Red Swift shouted and slapped me on the face.

     "Why are you so mean to me?" I cried.

     "Cause this is a fanfiction! Duh!" she said and slapped me again.

     I kept crying and ran into the girls bathroom. The door suddenly opened and in came my best friend.

     "Let'z get to English!" she said and pulled me out of the bathroom.

     I nodded and followed her into the English class. I hated English cause I had Dyslexia. It was very annoying.

     "Miss Banana? Can you read the first paragraph of chapter 929298282833 for me please?" the substitute teacher commanded.

     I sighed and looked at chapter 929298282833. I cannot read this.

     "I'm sorry I can't," I sighed and sighed and sighed.

     The teacher nodded.

     "I need to speak with you alone," she commanded and pulled me into an empty room.

     Then she turned into....

     A FREAKING FLYING GOLLUM/SMEAGOL?

     Then everything went black.