My Kidnappers are One direction

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So this is like my first book and after reading this one book called "kidnapped by one direction " i believe i am ready to start writing a story.

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'Crash' Oh my G.O.D.  I did it again oh why, why must my ipod refuse to stay on my bed while i sleep. It was seven o-clock which means i overslept for school. I was about to climb out of bed when i saw it. there sitting on my bedroom floor sat my half done math homework from the evil Mrs. Marshall. what can i say about her she is from the underworld. i grabbed the darned textbook and did the last fifty problems.

It was know 7:45. "oh wow great job Claire now you have fifteen minutes to get to school and you already missed the bus what the heck are you gonna do now." note my sarcasm."You should obviously stay home in your room with your favorite skittles, you know those creatures will only torture you with that tool called schoolwork' my inner mind tempted me, but i already missed the last week of school due to the shark attack aka. that one time in the month that girls get really sick and cranky and have cramps ,and bleed.

Actually i don't get cramps i just pretend it hurts really badly and guess what, my dun-dun teachers believe me. hehehe i know i am that awsome of a genuis to come up with an excuse to get out of school once a month. Unfortunately that meant a whole lot of double time homework and crap that teachers feel the need to torture us with. luckily i have a little photographic memory that makes it eay to do all my homework.

Due to my photographic memory i have nothing to do and so there is only one thing i can do. PLAY PRANKS ON THE EVIL UNDERWORLD TEACHERS. What they make school so boring, just like any other teacher, besides Mrs. Brew she is always cool. she helps me get out of trouble when i do something to bad.

As i slowly got out of bed and walked into the bathroom to brush my tangled up thick brownish red hair that ran down to past my butt i reflected what i did last week before my shark attack.

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"CLAIRE LORENZA GO TO THE PRINCIPAL OFFICE IMMEDIATELY", Mr. Anderson yelled as he basically pulled his hair out of his head. "I will go, but what exactly for do you need a copy of something" i said innocently and almost died of laughter when i say his little red head bang into the wall for the  tenth time this week.

I knew exactly what I did I just love annoying the mess out of those evil-blood sucking teachers. What can i say it is their fault for giving us stupid things like homework. Someone had to stand up for justice of the kids in this school. "Mr. Anderson if you keep doing that there is no doubt you pointy nose will drill a hole into the wall in no time i said", making a couple of students laugh as they walked to class. "

Claire you are in big trouble with 'THE MAN' be careful she is on a short temper leash today. I only laughed as my friend Michael wlked by. He is like a girl, so when i first came to school he kinda bowed down in front of me saying "Teach me your ways of beauty oh goddess" , after that we got along pretty well.

I entered the office and the sight before made me want to cry from laughter. There in a huge chair sat a small plump woman who seemed to be going into hysterics. As soon as she saw me she composed herself as though she had not looked like a maniac with road rage on a hyper skittle, oreos and starbucks coffee drive, a second ago.

"Ello Mrs. Neil, looked like ya were in a jam a moment ago", i said in a perfect Australian accent. note once again my sarcasm. Mrs. Neil looked like she was about to yell, which of course was followed by her yelling. Yep i knew it I can tell the future. "MRS. LORENZA WHY DID YOU TRASH MISTER ANDERSON'S ROOM WITH GUMMY WORMS , REAL LIZARDS FROM THE SCIENCE LAB, AND ICE CREAM. AND WHY ON EARTH DO YOU ONCE AGAIN KNOW THE PASSWORD TO SNACK MACHINES, AND SELLING SNACKS TO KIDS." " Oh my goodness Mrs. Niel", i feigned hurt, "how could you think i could have done this and we both know i could never be capable of memorizing a whole sheet code of numbers once again plus even if it was me i say i was being lazy cause we bothh know i can do much worse", i said as i relaxed myself in a reclinig chair and sighed, and did what any sensible teenager would do when they know they are about to get scolded, pull out my headphones and a bag of skittles.

Mrs. Niel looked like she was about to cry as she remembered some of the pranks i have done, but suddenly started insulting me and saying a whole bunch of crap i really didn't care to hear about so a zoned her out. I was just about to leave when she said something that caught my attention. "Your parents would be very displeased with your behavior", she said finishing her ten minute tirade. I was about to yell my mind about my parents to her, when just on cue Mrs. Brew waltz in. I knew she had heard the last part of the conversation cause i told her about my parents,the only adult to know about it. "Mrs. Niell lets discuss what we will do about r. Anderson's classroom as well as changing the password to the snack machine." i smiled to her and waltz out.'My parents, eh, like they even care.

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I stepped out of the shower and screamed as I ran to my iphone 4s "Why are you doing this to me baby i thought you loved me " , i cried as the song 'Stay Awake by Ellie Goulding ended."For you i must do this", I said as i quickly pulled out a pair of scissors and cut my hair to my  waist. Do you really think i was about to go to a hairdresser to chop off my hair when i cand save my money and do it myself cause you know im a professional."Dang should have called Michael to do it. "

SHERBET I FORGOT ABOUT SCHOOL", I yelled as i checked the time on my baby. 9:39. I screamed  and ran out the house after putting on some clothes. "Shoot i shoould have properly dried my hair now my head is really could and my hair will go back to it's usual red color.'

'It is technically your fault since you did not listen to your common sense conscience and stayed with the skittles who are now morning your loss for you', my brain argued back. 'oh my goodness you are so right who care about school i already have all the credit i need to pass school so i may as well take my nice muffin eating swaggie time.' 'thank god you listened to me, for  a second i thought i was stuck in some idiot's head. 'hey that's soo not cool i will so tell Michael about this if you don't shut up.' 'yup and that will help him confirm the case that he has a mentally disturbed friend' 'Oh yeah, but then again he alredy knew that.'. 

i walked the rest of the way to school on;y to arrive at 11. i got scolded by the principal and all my morning class teachers and of course like any sensible teen ipulled out my ipod and ate six muffins. what food is good. I just don't understand why they get so mad when they know that food is my favorite thing. My favorite subject of course is lunch and i actually pu that on all my papers with info like that. I sigh as school finally lets out. "hallelujah hallelujah hallelujah with them crunchy  gramcrakers" I sang as i ran for freedom, which means i passed the bus and was running straight for home.

30 minutes later

I make it to my neighborhood and just as i walk down the street to my house a silver truck swerved up in in front of me. I scream as it spun out of control closer and closer towards me.

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So what do think of my first chapter should i write more, what do you think wil happen to claire oh my goodness i have done like no homework and here in the US its like 8:34. I have a mountain load a work. thanx a ton you lot of teachers i can't believe you did this when i could be spending time doing wise things like............................................. eating red velvet cake and watching movies cause that is great stuff.===== to my love, red velvet cake here i come.

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