Dedicated to BlackDrop for giving me some good advice on improving my writing.
Sorry I didn't update as quicker as usual, I was banned from my iPad and laptop. So I woke up this morning at 4:30 to start writing this update. The things I do for you guys...
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Chapter Three
I wake up to the pleasant smell of pancakes wafting up stairs into my bedroom. What a nice way to start the day. I walk downstairs with a dreamy smile on my face. (What?! I like pancakes!). Until I walk past the kitchen; remnants of last night’s conversation arise.
“Do you think she will remember?” My mum’s hushed whispers come through.
“Nah! Just fill her plate with pancakes; she won’t be thinking about it all.” Comes the reply. I chose to saunter right in then. Dad looks over his newspaper at me, trying to work out whether I heard or not.
“Morning Del, sleep well?” He chirps. That alerts mum to my presence, so she hurriedly stuffs more and more pancakes on my plate.
“Yeah” I reply casually.
“Good, Good…” Dad trails off.
“Cream and jam?” My mum breaks through my thoughts.
“As always!” I respond.
I sit down next to dad and wait for mum to finish drenching my pancakes with cream and jam. Working out ways to use my awesome ninja moves to pay them back. My mum puts my plate of pancakes and I gape, my mouth forming a perfect ‘o’.
“And how the hell do I eat all this?” I inquire. “Did you just expect me to stuff my mouth and by the sound of it, my memory and forget about last night?
My mum looks up noticing my change of mood and slumps dejectedly. Even my dad; a man of few words, looks up from his newspaper. Screw my carefully articulated plan. My mum mumbles a few words under her breath and I take it as an opportunity.
“What’s that mum? Would you like some pancakes?” I ask, faking innocence. Before she had time to answer, I leaped ninja-like over the table and slammed a pancake in her face. It was just like the movies, how the pies slide off their face revealing the creamy facial mask underneath; except with pancakes and a bit of jam.
“Paybacks a bitch!” I scream before I am able to supress it. Shit. She will not be very happy about my choice of language later, let alone the pancake-in-face thing. I sprint out the front door; this time remembering to open it, going to the first person who comes to mind; Arena.
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OK! There it is; next chapter you will get to know Arena a bit more, because there will be alot of her later on in the story. Anywho; our little book worm has a bite of a bite! That was so much fun to write that chapter. Also there will be Arena's POV. Hope you like it and remember; VOTE! VOTE! VOTE!
P.S. BlackDrop, is that what you meant by more paragraphs and putting the speech in a new line so its easier to read?
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