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FRANK IS STILL IN IT
ok so ~ means hes dreaming and this is the dialouge in the dreamsey and im still a fat cow and i think im gonna post one chapppy a day cause its still in the writing progress but really im just transfering it from my notes onto here...oh and those Killjoys are mine, i made them up and there names are Radioactive Lollipop(omgee thats me-Hana) Magic Bananas and Scarred Torch
PARTY LOOK OUT! Fun Ghoul yelled at me. Wait a second, I'm Party Poison? And who's Fun Ghoul?
"Mr. Way it'd be nice if you joined us, by reading the next paragraph on page 109," Mr. Evans called, shutting his book next to my ear.
"AHHH!" I yelled jumping out of my chair. "Dracs are everywhere!"
I heard a few snickers from the kids around me, even the cute(and quiet) kid behind me laughed. 'Cool! I got a really shy kid to laugh at m-' I turned around, and looked at the kid, stopping dead in my tracks. He was...so familiar. Like I've seen him before, but I never did. Shortie slipped me a note, and I had to read it. I needed to know what's up.
"Stop staring, your embarrassing yourself. -Frank
(ps: Misfits are legit)," I mumbled to myself, then smiled. Frank is going to be my best friend
The bell rang, and I saw all of Mikey's nerdy yearbook friends outside of my class. I immediately grabbed Frank's attention, and when he saw me he turned and ran. Mikey and a few of his friends started talking with me as I headed to class.
Radio, Ghoul, Bananas, Torch, and I were sitting in the diner, watching the other killjoys play outside. My family, I am determined to keep everyone safe from the Dracs and the SCARECROW. I glanced at Grace, Jet, and Kobra, trying to hack into the BL/IND vending machine. Grace was using her vend-a-hack, and when all she got were batteries in various sizes. Kobra Kid hit the machine and got a gun, handing it to Grace. Kobra! Jet yelled, his fro bobbing back and forth. Children aren't allowed to have guns.
Oh Kobra, you're such a card.
When we got to my class Hana asked who if I was in her sixth. "Yeah, I have history with Mr. Korse...oh no."
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