This has nothing to do with my story but can we just admire this BEAUTIFUL photo of Froy Gutierrez. I mean look at it. Look at his hair. I have no idea what's so great about this photo but I absolutely love it. It's just- THE SUNLIGHT AND THE LIGHTBULB AND THE TABLE AND THE- HIS HANDS! Gods, I'm a strange person.
Okay I'll let you read now.
And that's when my dream ended. Why did dreams always end during the best part?
I woke up before my alarm. Which was rare. Usually, I had to snooze my alarm multiple times before I was ready to wake up. I decided to stay in bed and stare at my ceiling until my alarm went off.
Very productive.
Today was a special day. It was Sieving day. Today was the day where 6 people were chosen to compete in the Stranger Games. The Stranger Games was where people were chosen to spend a few weeks with a stranger and try to create a good friendship. At the end of the games, the people with the best friendship won. It couldn't be a fake relationship either. It had to be genuine. **SPOILER ALERT** Luckily, we didn't have to go into an arena and kill 23 (or in Katniss and Peetas case 22) other innocent people to create a good show and "make sure there wasn't another rebellion (we all know how that turned out)". I was chosen once, a few years ago. The person -a girl- suggested the idea that we create a fake relationship.
It was a good idea but......I'm gay...and the relationship had to be genuine....so....not the best idea...BUT A GOOD ONE IF I WERE STRAIGHT and if the rules accepted it. I told her that and she screamed in my face and wouldn't talk to me for the rest of the games....WHAT DID I DO WRONG?
We didn't win. obviously.
But I'm still alive so I guess it was worth it. And-
BEEEEEEEEEEEEP
Time to get up! Iykyk
I walked towards my wardrobe and picked something to wear. I picked: a grey t-shirt, black jeans, grey socks, a dark red -mahogany- (more spoilers) *get's Effie voice ready* THAT. IS. MAHOGANY! coat, and my usual grey shoes.
I headed towards the toilet and had a shower, came out looking -and smelling- GREAT! Please remind me to never say or write that again.
I went downstairs and ate my 'healthy' breakfast. IT WAS HEALTHY I SWEAR. Left my house, and walked right back in. I had forgotten two things: my bus ticket, and my school bag.
As you could see, I have a great memory and never forget anything.
I got my bus ticket and bag and headed to the bus station. This was going to be fun. Somehow, magically, I managed to get the early bus to school. Today was a good day. A very good one indeed. MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAJSHFKGLK
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A bed in a cabin for two
Fantasy**THIS BOOK IS ON HIATUS** Riverville High School has a tradition. Every year, 6 students are chosen to spend two weeks in a cabin with someone from a different school. For the past years, Finnygan (Finn) Collin has been lucky enough to avoid getti...