darkSpyro

So yeah, I was writting a book one day but then I stopped writting it. Anyways I thought I would show it off.


Chapter 1
Just a normal day…

One Monday morning, sunny with not a single cloud in the sky, I, Keira, like every other sixth grade in my school, got ready for the bus that always came at eight fifth teen in the cool morning.
As I got out of my comfortable bed and made it neatly, I got dressed in my favorite green shirt with a purple and navy bleu dragon on it and in black pants with a pink and red butterfly on it. I then went down stairs in the kitchen and got a really good smell of something. I knew it. My mom was making me and Ralf pancakes. Ralf is indeed my brother. He is nine years old and goes to the same school as me. He is only two grades behind me. I don’t really know why, but my mom knows that he goes wired for sound when he eats pancakes, mountain dew and candy. Next thing I knew, Ralf smashed the door open and started to scream because he knew that mom was making pancakes and he also had an interview at school today about his soccer competition. My mom asked him while she was cooking:
-So, Ralf, are you exited for today?
-Yes mom, yes! I’m going to be on CNN tonight!
As my brother and my mom were talking about


Ralf’s interview, my mom was done cooking the pancakes. As she was serving out two pancakes to us each, dad came in to have a piece of toast before he was off to work at pharmacy. Once my dad ate his piece of toast with raspberry jam, he all told us; “Bye you guys, see you tonight at six”.
So I then replied: “Bye dad”.
My mom then said: “Bye honey”.
And of course Ralf replied: “Bye Daddy!”
So then my dad was off to work. Once I was done eating my pancakes before Ralf, in witch he said: “You beat me again!” I went up stairs to wash my face with a ruff purple face cloth with hot water and pink soap; I just came to realize that a pimple was growing on my nose. So I just scrubbed it off with the face cloth. I then brushed my dark brown hair with a black leather brush and then brushed my teeth.

Once Ralf finally got up the stairs and got dressed in his favorite hockey t-shirt and bleu and grey shorts, I grabbed my bag with all my books in it and said good bye to mom, I then went to the end of my drive way and waited for the bus to come. I looked at my watch; I was a bit too early before the bus came. Ralf then showed up at the bus stop with his shirt on backwards. I reminded him:
-Hey, Ralf, your shirt is on backwards.
-It is? Ralf replied.


-Yeah Ralf, learn how to dress properly.
-Nonsense! I will fix it! Ralf yelled out with the neighbors still asleep.

He then took off his shirt with the bus coming down the road until it stopped at the bus stop. All the kids including the bus driver were looking at him like if his body was had so many hairs. I then said after he got his shirt on:
-Congratulations Ralf, you really did do that in front of the bus.
-But at least everyone saw my sexy body. He said.
-Um… okay, I think we should get on the bus. I replied.

As I walked in the bus with Ralf and this other boy in third grade, I said hi to Chris, who is my bus driver. Everyone was staring at Ralf cause of what he did at the bus stop in front of everybody, they all told me that my brother is the weirdest thing ever. But how can I not agree with them. Ralf now sits in the front of the bus because of what he did last time on Friday after noon. Yes, his best Ron gave him one full liter of mountain dew. As Ralf saw Ron, Ralf said: “Hi Ron!” And Ron replied: “Hi Ralf!” They both sat beside each other and started to talk about their favorite video game; “Resident evil” for the wii.
I then went and sat in the back with my two friends Hayley and Tara. We all said hello to each other. We started to talk about how we and our families were going. I only told them


that Ralf has an interview on television today at school about his soccer team. My friends and I then started to
discus about how we were doing. So I started to talk first.
-So how are you girls doing? Tara asked.
-I’m doing well today, how about you? I asked then.
-I’m doing fine today, even though it’s Monday, the beginning of the week. Did you guys hear about my new puppy? Tara replied.
-I’m doing great too, so you got a puppy? Hayley said.
-That’s so cool! What kind of dog is it? I said.
-It’s a little golden retriever and he is so cute! My sister and I named him Sandy.
-He must be really cute. I said
-Maybe you guys, Christine and Marley should come over this weekend to see him, if you want. Tara replied.
-Hey, that sounds fun. On what day? Hayley asked.
-Saturday. Tara replied.
-Okay sounds good. Hayley and I said.
We started to talk about what we had today like gym, art class, history class, English class, lunch and recess. After we were talking about the class subjects, Marley and Christine got on the bus. We said hi to them and they said hello to us. We then remembered about the history project that was due today. We asked each other what country we did the project on. Christine was doing it on France, Marley chose Ireland, Hayley did it on Monaco, Tara made it about
Peru and I did my project on Egypt. We all told each other


what we did on our project even though we were in the same class.
As we got to school, the bell rang. My friends and I headed to English class, the first class we get every morning on a school day. As we walked in the hall way to English, Mr. Derkings, the principal of our school, asked us if we knew or saw anyone stealing peoples lunch money out of everyone’s lunch boxes. I never did see anyone take the money, I said. But then I also gave the principal a suggestion,
-“Why don’t you tell every one to keep their money in their front pockets?”
Mr. Derkings said to me that that’s not a bad idea.
After that, he said thanks and then we continued walking to English class.
We got to our lockers and put our bags in them; I took off my white sweater and put it in my locker too. As my friends and I walked in the class, it was kind of surprising because we were the five students in the class. The teacher was there as well. While the other students were getting ready for class, Our English teacher told us to take out a book to read. Christine gave us all true ghost stories to read. Some of them were really scary like the headless or harmless ghost ones and some not as scary to read. The English teacher walked up to me and told: “I like your shirt. You like dragons?” She asked me with Marley wondering the same thing. “Yes, I do.” I replied. Everyone was then ready for the class to start.


“Okay everyone; take out that homework you were supposed to do on the weekend. If you did not do it, it’s a
detention after school today!” The teacher said in a loud and deep voice… One person in my class, Mike, raised his hand. The teacher gave him permission to speak. He wanted to tell the teacher that he did not do the homework. So I guess that today after school he has a detention. Every one in my class thinks that the English teacher, even though she is sixty one years old, she is as severe as the government of China. There was one time where Melissa in my class got a detention for homework because she did not know about because she went on vacation to Italy.
I took out the book with my homework in it and realized I had forgotten it in my bedroom this morning. Until I also realized, I had Ralf’s school books instead of mine!