Air Conditioning

"From paper fights to fuzzy peaches to weddings for scissors. From fruit snacks to grounders to canned souls. From special days to jumping jacks to a dwarf named Gnome. A day in our messed up thuglyfe is never boring. Except for Mondays. Mondays are (almost) always boring."

From three non-heroic narrators, with the odd occasional honourary guest, comes a story about the life of your non-average AC student. Because nothing in AC is average.

If that doesn't compel you to read then...

"We've got a pet toucan. And I was taught never to tell a lie."

P.S., from Ella, that's Ally's summary of some crap. It sounds like a book summary doesn't it? Here's an honest summary. This is our life. Like a shared journal. So don't judge. Yenno why? Because this is life, and if you judge, you're stupider than Jupiter. :) 'Kay? 'Kay.

Also on the cover you probably noticed three figures. That was not a coincidence at all, because when I found it I wanted to use it and it was just even more amazing when there were three of us and three figures. So I decided I was the acorn, if you hadn't noticed how the names go in order and the drawings go in order. So I assume that makes Brett the porcupine and Alyssa the squirrel or whatever. So yeah. Either I'm the acorn or the squirrel, that's my decision. But yeah.

-"Ella"