Huh? Who's there? I'm warning you, I know karate!! Oh. Never mind, it's you. The reader. Hooray. That was sarcasm, by the way. I am not excited about this. Well, I guess I should be relieved about this, seeing as I don't really know karate. The name is Tempest. My friends call me Stormy. Don't call me that. I've read books before(Shocker!!) so I think I'm supposed to describe how I look. I'm medium height, I guess, with long, black, curly hair. Really long. Waist length. I mean, seriously, i've considered chopping it all off, like a million times, but my mom wouldn't let me. I have green eyes, people say they look like small round emeralds. I say they look like small round, green jolly ranchers. Tan skin, from going to the beach every weekend, and freckles, that dot my checks, and splatter across my nose.
I bet you're wondering how I know you're there. Well, some random person who shall remain unnamed(*coughLilliancough*.)told me that I have to record my story. You know, the last couple days that completely changed my life. Said unnamed person told me that my people should stop hiding. It's time that the world knew about us. 'Knew about who?' You might be thinking. But it is my job as an author, to render you bald using my hair-wrenching cliff-hanger technique.
Now, I don't want no haters to be reading my book. I'm new to this. My last english assignment got a C-, so don't go thinking I'm some powerful deity who has an oustanding way with words.
Oh, you're still here? I thought after my last paragraph, I might have scared you away. Fine, I guess. You can read my story. I have low self-esteem, so compliments are all I'm after. Just gonna warn you. Onto the next page.
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Beyond the earth's core
FantasyTempest has always thought herself to be a normal girl. Other then her exceptional athletic attributes. She's been called a prodigy by many a coach. The star of the game after practicing for a week. She always wondered how that could be. Her parents...
