By Hannah, 6-W
Prologue
First thing I remember when I woke up was a room with many lights too bright to see, and then I blanked out again. Again I woke up and in a room with a man I forgot what happened then he started to speak.
Chapter 1
"You're not human, you're a clone of someone very famous, this person was an assassin and you will take on her job." said the man in white.
I looked around. My name was experiment 2126, but they call me Pheobe. I so far have no feelings I feel nothing and I can't even remember how I got here. All I know is that I'm not human, I'm just a clone. They gave me my first mission. I would be targeting and eliminating any person who got in my way from this mission. So I now know I'm number 2126 and I'm not human. I can break free and become human, but I need to earn their trust. Details of my mission is to find and eliminate any spies the person who gave me the mission his name is Mike. "Where can I find Mike?" I asked with expression. "You'll know, but first let me see your arm. I need to put an emocon program in your arm so you can only smile, laugh, and frown." he said then I blanked out again. I woke up in a car and I had a file thrown in my lap. It said "Mission 1" and I opened it.
It said, "Mission 1" Terminate anyone who's in your way. Another part spy-name-unknown, country-unknown, HIdden-yes, Terminate, on sight. Very Dangerous.
"Huh? You want me to kill that dude?"
"Read the next part." said Mike.
"Ok."
Part two-Assistant, yes. Who-unknown, Eliminate-yes, purpose-to kill anyone who gets in their way.
"Ok. Now is this guy, person, thing, real? Or is it fake? Oh and how old? I said. Emocon program.
Also, I don't know, this person has been reported to look like a middle schooler so you're going to the local middle school. School is Hawkeye." said Mike.
I looked out the window. I wondered around once we got out. I saw field nothing but fields.
"What's this?" I asked.
"The place where we picked up the spy signal." said Mike.
"How old was this assassin anyway?" I asked, looking out at the field starting to walk toward it. I heard Mike say, "11. You know, the whole world thinks you're dead. Hey! What are you doing? Get out of there, it's a trap!"
Then all the sudden like a bolt of lightening another man popped out of the ground, carrying a sword. He saw me then he drew out his sword. I had mine too already out. Our swords clanked, I saw him before. The spy!
"So you're alive after all I thought I finished you off!" he said angrily.
"You didn't" I said as I went for another shot.
"Darn missed!" And then I tried and retreated because another guy the assistant.
"Hello. This chat will be your last." the person said.
"Ha! Thats not the first time I heard that line!" I said smirking.
"I've got to go, master's calling, watch your back!" the guy said before I realized it was a girl not a boy I was fighting. I blanked out again.
Next thing I know I'm in a house with Mike sitting there reading the mission log.
"How come I keep blanking out?" I asked as I go and get a glass of water.
"Because you are not used to your body yet", he said getting up.
I walk outside and see people, well kids, running, having a good time.
"I wish I knew who they were so I could go out." I said.
"Oh. But, you do! You see they think they know you and oh and what's his name?" he said pointing to a brown hairded kid "Nick" I said.
"See, you have the same thing, you know them at least you think you do!" Mike said.
"Wanna come play?" said Nick.
"Sure." I said.
I walked outside and lots of people were there. I couldn't believe this. How come I have memories but not even human? Feelings I think. Memories, nothing. I can't feel anything. I don't think I'm a clone so what am I?
"Mike" I say as I come back from being outside, "Am I a clone or am I something else? Because I can't feel or anything!"
"You are certainly a clone but a different type of clone," he said while drinking a pop.
I go and explore the house. This one room gave me a burst of something. I don't know, it was like a flashback of...of a kid.
The kid was unwrapping something. It looked like a present. In it was something weird. A sword...my sword!
"Hey...what are you doing? Get out of there! Oh God. Not again. Not another memory." said Mike as I was sparking like a robot. I only know this because of a camera. And now I know I'm something else other than a clone. I found but I was programmed to look like and talk like a real human but I don't feel human and there's a good reason. I have no friends, no life, and no past. I don't even remember anything, but in that room I saw something that I don't know what it is.
A memory.
Flashback: "Come on and open your presents. It is Christmas time!" said the man.
"Okay, Dad!" a girl around 9 or 8 said and thought hard...it...it was me and that's my father and there's my mother! I came downstairs after seeing part of my past. Also I forgot I sparked, what does that mean? Am I not allowed to see my past?
"Mike! What happened? How come if I'm a clone I have this memory?" I said.
The getting up from being on the computer he said "You're a different type of clone. You can remember things the original person did but your program tries to reject it because it's unusual. It's like getting a cold for the first time your body doesn't know how to react."
After that I got my stuff and left. I wanted out of there and I wanted out now. I got outside and turned the corner.
"Where do you think you're going?!" shouted MIke.
Then I turned and said, "Out of here! I'm not some experiment! I had another memory! You said you will try a human clone for the first time in history right before the original me died."
I started running only to find myself lost. The woods. It's hard to describe, but I will try. It's cold, wet, muddy, and quiet. I heard something and ran faster, it was catching up. Fast. My whole first life was it all a...a...lie? Was I some experiment gone wrong? I hope I can leave, I never want to see MIke's face or his stupid lab again! Now I'm determined to become a real person, and Mike gave me all the information I need. All I need to do I finish this mission to get it out of my way and the become human! It's going to be hard but I can and I will make it! I stopped cold in my tracks.
Another memory...
Why am I back at Mike's? No, it's my house! "Give me all your money and I won't hurt your daughter! Put it in the bug" said a man with a hood.
"Ok, just hold on how-how much do you want?"
"At least a couple hundred" said the hooded guy.
"We don't have a couple hundred dollars. Only $200 in the bank." said my Dad.
"Too bad. Then you guys won't see day ever again and I think I'll start with...umm....you."
He looked at my Mom and Dad. Then boom, they hit the floor. Next thing I knew I was trying to wake then up. I knew I was next but I did something I thought I would never do...I let him do what he wanted, he he took our money but he knew I would call 911, so he did the same as he did to my parents and I found myself laying there. MIke...I saw him, that's when he made his promises. Then I left his world.
It all happened in a flash. I was back to reality the footsteps are getting louder so what could I do?
I ran like crazy.
"No! No! No! No! No! No! Not a dead end!"
This is not right. I knew the woods the train lead to here! So I said, "All I can do is sit here, and wait for everything to happen."
The footsteps stopped and a person I saw in one of my flashbacks, "Brooke?" I said.
"Hey, oh my gosh you're...you're alive? But you died?"
She said, "No, I'm just a clone but I need help. I need to get out of here, I can still die. I'm not really Pheobe you know that?" I said.
Brooke then came over and hugged me. She said, "You've been dead for one month. Your whole school is still sad."
I looked up and saw a helicopter and it was looking for...me.
Brooke said, "Here, follow me. I know where to go. Come hurry or they'll get you."
I followed her and found myself in a secret hideout. "Wow!!!" I thought. "I know you're not her but I still wanna help. Well the truth is I am part of this mission." said Brooke.
I looked at her and then I walked to a tree and said Best Friend 4ever Brooke & Sandra & Cora & Sam. I said it out loud. I wouldn't move and Brooke fell to the ground.
"BROOKE!" I yelled. Then the thing that served the guy that was trying to kills us and take over the world came out.
"Well, well, who do we have here? You're supposed to sense when someone's around you, but I guess Mike didn't program that." He said as he was kneeling down next to Brooke, and then took out the Dart. "The gives us about 30 minutes 'till she wakes up." He said looking at the Dart.
"You'll never make me go with you!" I said while still standing still because he has me in some sort of trap. He got up and walked over to me and said, "Not if you want her to live."
Then he got out some sort of purple liquid that looked like...Poison!
"Shame that I have to kill her. She could've been useful."
I then said, "Fine. I'll go with you if you leave everyone alone."
He smirked, nodded, and then we were back in the field. I thought to myself, "I wonder what will happen."
We went up to a entrene.
I found myself underground in a some kind of fort...no, the headquarters! I wonder if Brooke is okay. Well, she must be. She has to be. I remembered the tree with the names on it. I must have had a lot of friends, but I had more enemies than friends. My shoes made a clicking noise. Click, click, click. All the sudden the man knelled down to a person I the shadows. "My Lord I caught the Girl. What should we do now?" he said.
When the man in the shadows spoke, he made me shudder and a chill went down my spine at the same time. I don't ever want to feel that again. Not now n-not ever!
"Let's make her our puppet shall we?" the man said "Zito go and get everything ready."
"Yes my Lord." Zito said.
Next thing I knew was I was becoming...a puppet?
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Friday, December 17, 2010
Drag! The Master and Nitrous
I realized I was in a cell by myself. There was a bed, sink, and a small window with cells on it. I finally realized that I was in jail. A short man was yelling, "He's awake." I put my hand over his mouth, "Where am I?" I asked.
"You're in The Florida Department of Corrections," the man said.
"Ok. Why am I here?" I asked.
"You're Mcrazy, one of the most notorious racers. You were in a car accident and died, but they revived you and you were in a coma for 6 months", he said.
When the cell open, I saw Wan.
"Hey, it's about time you woke up," Wan said.
"We need to make a plan to bust out of here." I said.
"I got a plan," Wan said. "Listen, there is a bus warehouse right next to here if we can break the bars and leave through the window we can steal the keys from the guard and get on one of the buses and get out of here."
Later that night after everyone was asleep, me and Wan were in my cell. He pulled the bars and we jumped out the window. We ran and we saw the depot. Wan realized the door was locked so he kicked it open. Wan searched the cabinets and I found the bus.
I got in the driver seat and he got in the back and I started it and speed off. I quickly turned around and got our stuff. And Wan called a friend that would take care of the bus.
"Hey, take me to a warehouse that has all of my cars, and your Range Rover."
I pulled up to a big garage and I was greeted by a tall man and said "Mcrazy hey can I get your autograph?"
"Please, can I just get my car?" I asked.
"Maybe I don't want to give you your car back" snapped the man.
"Okay, fine. I'll give you my autograph."
I signed the piece of paper and he handed me the keys as Wan and I were headed to the car the man said, "Hey, good luck." I waved back and stopped by my Aunt Kathy's mansion.
I turned the key to the door and my cousin Marian was standing at the door. It was about 3 AM and she opened her mouth, "What are you doing here?" and hugged me.
"I broke out." I replied.
"Come in" said Marian.
"Where's Aunt Kathy and your Dad" I asked.
"They're out of town." said Mariah.
"Okay, hold on." I replied. "Wan come in nobody's here" I said to Wan.
Me and Wan walked inside and sat on the couch. Mariah and Wan talked and I went out and packed my belongings. Me and Wan left and we headed to the MIA for people that don't know what that means it stands for Miami International Airport. Wan has a private jet and told me that we could go anywhere I want before we go to anywhere I want before we fly out to London to start a new life. I decided to go to Kansas City.
We landed at KCI at 4:00PM and I visited all the old monuments I even went to the plaza.
That next morning, Wan shook me I became frightened there were 100 cops outside. Then Wan had an idea. We packed up our stuff and headed to the bag boy closet and put on a blazer and a hat and grabbed a luggage carrier we headed to the parking garage and ditched the bag boy outfits and speed off to the airport.
Well, we made it to KCI and when we got to London, a 1,000 pound weight was lifted off my shoulders. I felt free. No more racing, no more Aunt Kathy, no more. I finally for once in my life felt free.
This is Masfolrd "Mcrazy" Mitchell, signing off until next time.
Written by Tyson, 6-T.
"You're in The Florida Department of Corrections," the man said.
"Ok. Why am I here?" I asked.
"You're Mcrazy, one of the most notorious racers. You were in a car accident and died, but they revived you and you were in a coma for 6 months", he said.
When the cell open, I saw Wan.
"Hey, it's about time you woke up," Wan said.
"We need to make a plan to bust out of here." I said.
"I got a plan," Wan said. "Listen, there is a bus warehouse right next to here if we can break the bars and leave through the window we can steal the keys from the guard and get on one of the buses and get out of here."
Later that night after everyone was asleep, me and Wan were in my cell. He pulled the bars and we jumped out the window. We ran and we saw the depot. Wan realized the door was locked so he kicked it open. Wan searched the cabinets and I found the bus.
I got in the driver seat and he got in the back and I started it and speed off. I quickly turned around and got our stuff. And Wan called a friend that would take care of the bus.
"Hey, take me to a warehouse that has all of my cars, and your Range Rover."
I pulled up to a big garage and I was greeted by a tall man and said "Mcrazy hey can I get your autograph?"
"Please, can I just get my car?" I asked.
"Maybe I don't want to give you your car back" snapped the man.
"Okay, fine. I'll give you my autograph."
I signed the piece of paper and he handed me the keys as Wan and I were headed to the car the man said, "Hey, good luck." I waved back and stopped by my Aunt Kathy's mansion.
I turned the key to the door and my cousin Marian was standing at the door. It was about 3 AM and she opened her mouth, "What are you doing here?" and hugged me.
"I broke out." I replied.
"Come in" said Marian.
"Where's Aunt Kathy and your Dad" I asked.
"They're out of town." said Mariah.
"Okay, hold on." I replied. "Wan come in nobody's here" I said to Wan.
Me and Wan walked inside and sat on the couch. Mariah and Wan talked and I went out and packed my belongings. Me and Wan left and we headed to the MIA for people that don't know what that means it stands for Miami International Airport. Wan has a private jet and told me that we could go anywhere I want before we go to anywhere I want before we fly out to London to start a new life. I decided to go to Kansas City.
We landed at KCI at 4:00PM and I visited all the old monuments I even went to the plaza.
That next morning, Wan shook me I became frightened there were 100 cops outside. Then Wan had an idea. We packed up our stuff and headed to the bag boy closet and put on a blazer and a hat and grabbed a luggage carrier we headed to the parking garage and ditched the bag boy outfits and speed off to the airport.
Well, we made it to KCI and when we got to London, a 1,000 pound weight was lifted off my shoulders. I felt free. No more racing, no more Aunt Kathy, no more. I finally for once in my life felt free.
This is Masfolrd "Mcrazy" Mitchell, signing off until next time.
Written by Tyson, 6-T.
Book 2, Escaping, The Olivia's Life Series
Chapter 1, Where am I?
I sat there looking up. Where am I? I thought. I looked over and saw my sister all beat up. I saw three people all wearing black. The only girl in the middle said, "We want your famous painting and we want it now." The boy that knocked me out said, "Look the little runaway is up and ready."
"What are you doing? Leave us alone!"
"Olivia, be quiet please."
"No sister, I will not be quiet. In matter of fact I will yell."
I yelled so loud all of them closed their ears.
"Okay, shut up! WE leaving to go eat, bye", the girl in the middle said.
They left.
Then my sister said, "Olivia, what were you thinking? I mean running away, where were you going to go?"
"I was going to come here. Why did they take me?"
"Well, if...um...well if I kinda...don't give them the painting. They will hurt you."
"Which painting?"
"The one of Mom by the river."
"Oh, are you going to?"
All I heard was a sigh.
"Katie, listen, are you going to?"
"Yeah, but if we get out of here, I won't have to."
That's when I saw a little nail hanging on the wall behind me. I back up my chair and got then knot on it. I wiggled around then I scooted up and got out.
"Olivia, how did you get out?" exclaimed Katie.
"No time to say, go!"
We ran out the door into the city. Then the three people in black pulled around the in black car. They saw us, stopped the car in the middle of the street, and ran after us.
"Run!" I yelled.
We ran. I heard cars honking. We ran to Wal-Mart, went inside, and ran.
"Katie, where are you?" I yelled.
I looked everywhere but I couldn't find her.
Chapter 2, Where Are You?
I ran around looking. I looked in the food section, the toy section, even the bathroom.
I went outside and saw the black car, so I know they were inside. I needed to find Katie after all she is the only part of my real family I have left. I can't lose her. My real Mom would want us as her daughters to be together.
I ran to find her inside. I went to the food section and there she was hiding.
"Katie.", I whispered.
"Olivia, what are you doing?"
"I was running everywhere looking for you."
"Come on, lets leave."
"We need to hurry."
We went back to her apartment.
"What are we going to do?" Katie asked.
"I don't know."
End of Book 2
Written by Jared, 6-T
I sat there looking up. Where am I? I thought. I looked over and saw my sister all beat up. I saw three people all wearing black. The only girl in the middle said, "We want your famous painting and we want it now." The boy that knocked me out said, "Look the little runaway is up and ready."
"What are you doing? Leave us alone!"
"Olivia, be quiet please."
"No sister, I will not be quiet. In matter of fact I will yell."
I yelled so loud all of them closed their ears.
"Okay, shut up! WE leaving to go eat, bye", the girl in the middle said.
They left.
Then my sister said, "Olivia, what were you thinking? I mean running away, where were you going to go?"
"I was going to come here. Why did they take me?"
"Well, if...um...well if I kinda...don't give them the painting. They will hurt you."
"Which painting?"
"The one of Mom by the river."
"Oh, are you going to?"
All I heard was a sigh.
"Katie, listen, are you going to?"
"Yeah, but if we get out of here, I won't have to."
That's when I saw a little nail hanging on the wall behind me. I back up my chair and got then knot on it. I wiggled around then I scooted up and got out.
"Olivia, how did you get out?" exclaimed Katie.
"No time to say, go!"
We ran out the door into the city. Then the three people in black pulled around the in black car. They saw us, stopped the car in the middle of the street, and ran after us.
"Run!" I yelled.
We ran. I heard cars honking. We ran to Wal-Mart, went inside, and ran.
"Katie, where are you?" I yelled.
I looked everywhere but I couldn't find her.
Chapter 2, Where Are You?
I ran around looking. I looked in the food section, the toy section, even the bathroom.
I went outside and saw the black car, so I know they were inside. I needed to find Katie after all she is the only part of my real family I have left. I can't lose her. My real Mom would want us as her daughters to be together.
I ran to find her inside. I went to the food section and there she was hiding.
"Katie.", I whispered.
"Olivia, what are you doing?"
"I was running everywhere looking for you."
"Come on, lets leave."
"We need to hurry."
We went back to her apartment.
"What are we going to do?" Katie asked.
"I don't know."
End of Book 2
Written by Jared, 6-T
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Drag! Judgement Day, by Tyson, 6-T
My Lamborghini blasted as I slammed my foot to the floor. I was more ready than I have ever been in my life! This is what I've been waiting for for months. Judgement Day.
It all started as a car lover like me. And after I got to 6 speeding tickets and went to jail. My parents sent me to live with my Aunt Kathy in Miami. Aunt Kathy owned a string of restaurants in Miami, Tampa, and Orlando. I was working up to a manager of three of the restaurants she owns. I was going to be making quite a lot of money, but before that I would have to find a way to make money, fast drag racing.
It was a few weeks before I met Wan. Wan was a Japanese Indy car racer but retired to be a parent and focus on his managing career. But Wan had a secret life. He ran the N.N.O.C. Solidarity. A bunch of drag racers but illegal ones for profit. That night I met Wan.
When I saw him, he was dressed impressively in a gucci suit, gucci shoes, and everything else gucci. "Hey, you made it!" Wan shouted in excitement. He said, "You need a nickname before you go out there and race." "What?" I screamed. "Oh, sorry I forgot to mention tonight's your first race." "If you win you get a jacket with a badge saying you're an official member of the N.N.O.C." "Okay. I'm ready" I said quietly.
He gave me two options, a tricked out 2010 Dodge Viper or a 1998 Allison Skyline. I chose the Skyline and before you knew it, the race began.
A short race through the what I call "Slums." I won.
And when the lights went off in the parking garage and everybody left me, Wan and a few other races sat and drank Red Ball. When it was only me and Won and when were headed to our cars, Wan said, "Oh, I almost forgot your nickname." "Un...M.Crazy" I replied. Wan chuckled and said, "Okay, Mcrazy, see you Tuesday sometime" he said back. "Okay, see you later." I said. He waved and I pulled out the parking garage.
When I got back to the house, the clock said 2:39. "Just in time." I thought to myself. Aunt Kathy was on the couch asleep and chocolate turtles were sitting on the table. The T.V. was on too. I put a blanket over her and and turned off the T.V. And put the turtles in the fridge, ate one, got a Coke, and went to sleep.
When I woke up the next morning, the next morning I got up, ate breakfast, and got in the car. I was in my last year of college at KU but I had to get my degree at the University of Miami. Luckily all my classes are in the morning. And before you knew it, class was over.
When I got back to the house, Wan was waiting on me and in style. A Lamborghini Murcielago roadster was sitting outside. "Mcrazy come on, we gotta talk." "Hold on just a second," I replied. I set down my books and called Aunt Kathy to tell her I was going to be with some friends.
"You wanna drive?" Wan offered.
"Heck ya!" I said.
I lifted up the doors and went flying down the freeway. He told me to drive to Miami Beach. When we got into the parking garage, we went into a apartment. When I got out the Lamborghini, so he told me to pop the trunk.
Inside was a Louis Vuitton duffle bag. "I'm surprised it isn't gucci" I said. Wan chuckled and said "Once I show you what's in there you'll be able to guy lots of those bags." I became frightened, who knew what was in there.
Wan knocked on the door of the condo. A young woman opened the door and she and Wan hugged. When we got into the apartment the woman said, "Who's your friend?" "Mcrazy introduce yourself," he said. "Hey, I'm Mcrazy but you can call me Mase," I said. "Nice to meet you, I'm Asia." "Did I tell you he won his first race?" Wan interrupted. "Wow, what'd you drive?" Asia asked. "Nissan Skyline" I said. We sat down at the table and Wan opened the duffle bag. Tons of money was just sitting there just waiting to be spent. Wan handed me a wad of cash. "100,000" he said. He was speechless. Asia called out from the kitchen, "Do you guys want a drink?" "Coke." I yelled back. "Me too." Wan yelled.
When she came in the room, she had two cans of Coke. Once we finished me and Wan left. Before that, Asia gave me a slip of paper with a number on it. "Call me if you need some racing lessons" said Asia.
The next week was my Birthday. My Uncle Tyson, Aunt Kathy, and my cousins Brianna and Rodney all told me Happy Birthday. And since I kept using my uncle's cars a lot they bought me my own car. A Range Rover came Tuesday, the day of my second race.
It was a hectic day. That day Wan told me he would pick me up at at 1:00am. My school was out for Thanksgiving, so I called off work and called Asia, she said she would have 2 cars ready and to meet here where I did my first race.
She had a Ford GT and a Dodge Viper SRT. She taught me everything, speed, drifting, and drag racing. And then finally we would race, and of course I won. After we finished, I got a call from Wan he said to meet him at his house and to hurry. I quicky hopped in the Range Rover and pulled out the parking garage.
As I drove I talked to Wan using the phone system in my Range Rover and he gave me directions. I pulled up to a luxurious glass house. I pressed the red button on the gate after it opened I parked by the garage. I saw lots of cars sitting there like a ferrari, a Lamborghini, a BMW, and more cars. I rang the doorbell. A woman was standing at the front of the door. "Yes, can I help you?" she asked. "I'm here to talk to Wan" I said. "Hold on." said the woman. "Wan! Someone's at the door." And he approached the door.
I walked inside, everything was nice, the refrigerator, the living room, everything. Wan led me to his garage and closed it. "Listen, I invited you over here so we can talk." said Wan. "To talk about what?" I interrupted. "I wasn't finished" Wan said, frustrated.
"You're not a member yet, because that race you did last week was counted as a foul. See you finished the race but I got in trouble because I'm not supposed to give my racer's cars with Nitrous." "So you're gonna have a judgement day and if you win this race you're a member. But if you don't win you can quit or keep working at it."
"So can I keep my money?" I asked. "Yeah" Wan said.
As he walked to the door, I asked, "Who's that woman that opened the door?"
"My Girlfriend" said Wan.
"I thought you were married?" I asked.
"I'm divorced," Wan replied. "I had known a few people who had gotten busted by a undercover cop."
"What's her name?" I asked.
"Egypt" Wan said.
I left and went home.
The next few months I was juggling work, school, and racing. It finally came the day I had been waiting for. I pulled into the garage at 1:30 a.m., and met Wan. Egypt was with him. A Lamborghini Gallardo was my car (of my choice of course).
I sat at the starting line in the car. I quickly revved loud and hard. And my Lamborghini blasted as I slammed my foot to the floor. I was more read than I had ever been in my life. That is what I've been waiting for, for months. Judgement Day. I shifted gars and drove past cars and zipped and zoomed through the neighborhood. And I was at the finish line. I had won! I was so ecstatic.
I pulled into the parking garage and Wan came and hugged me. And then the worst thing happened. Egypt pulled out a gun and badge and screamed, "FBI everybody on the ground." Then things got more scarier. More cops were coming. People ducked and screamed in horror. Wan ran to the Lambo and told me to hop in. He hit high gear and speed off. And then I felt the car flip over and I was sitting in the back of a ambulance and I opened my eyes.
It all started as a car lover like me. And after I got to 6 speeding tickets and went to jail. My parents sent me to live with my Aunt Kathy in Miami. Aunt Kathy owned a string of restaurants in Miami, Tampa, and Orlando. I was working up to a manager of three of the restaurants she owns. I was going to be making quite a lot of money, but before that I would have to find a way to make money, fast drag racing.
It was a few weeks before I met Wan. Wan was a Japanese Indy car racer but retired to be a parent and focus on his managing career. But Wan had a secret life. He ran the N.N.O.C. Solidarity. A bunch of drag racers but illegal ones for profit. That night I met Wan.
When I saw him, he was dressed impressively in a gucci suit, gucci shoes, and everything else gucci. "Hey, you made it!" Wan shouted in excitement. He said, "You need a nickname before you go out there and race." "What?" I screamed. "Oh, sorry I forgot to mention tonight's your first race." "If you win you get a jacket with a badge saying you're an official member of the N.N.O.C." "Okay. I'm ready" I said quietly.
He gave me two options, a tricked out 2010 Dodge Viper or a 1998 Allison Skyline. I chose the Skyline and before you knew it, the race began.
A short race through the what I call "Slums." I won.
And when the lights went off in the parking garage and everybody left me, Wan and a few other races sat and drank Red Ball. When it was only me and Won and when were headed to our cars, Wan said, "Oh, I almost forgot your nickname." "Un...M.Crazy" I replied. Wan chuckled and said, "Okay, Mcrazy, see you Tuesday sometime" he said back. "Okay, see you later." I said. He waved and I pulled out the parking garage.
When I got back to the house, the clock said 2:39. "Just in time." I thought to myself. Aunt Kathy was on the couch asleep and chocolate turtles were sitting on the table. The T.V. was on too. I put a blanket over her and and turned off the T.V. And put the turtles in the fridge, ate one, got a Coke, and went to sleep.
When I woke up the next morning, the next morning I got up, ate breakfast, and got in the car. I was in my last year of college at KU but I had to get my degree at the University of Miami. Luckily all my classes are in the morning. And before you knew it, class was over.
When I got back to the house, Wan was waiting on me and in style. A Lamborghini Murcielago roadster was sitting outside. "Mcrazy come on, we gotta talk." "Hold on just a second," I replied. I set down my books and called Aunt Kathy to tell her I was going to be with some friends.
"You wanna drive?" Wan offered.
"Heck ya!" I said.
I lifted up the doors and went flying down the freeway. He told me to drive to Miami Beach. When we got into the parking garage, we went into a apartment. When I got out the Lamborghini, so he told me to pop the trunk.
Inside was a Louis Vuitton duffle bag. "I'm surprised it isn't gucci" I said. Wan chuckled and said "Once I show you what's in there you'll be able to guy lots of those bags." I became frightened, who knew what was in there.
Wan knocked on the door of the condo. A young woman opened the door and she and Wan hugged. When we got into the apartment the woman said, "Who's your friend?" "Mcrazy introduce yourself," he said. "Hey, I'm Mcrazy but you can call me Mase," I said. "Nice to meet you, I'm Asia." "Did I tell you he won his first race?" Wan interrupted. "Wow, what'd you drive?" Asia asked. "Nissan Skyline" I said. We sat down at the table and Wan opened the duffle bag. Tons of money was just sitting there just waiting to be spent. Wan handed me a wad of cash. "100,000" he said. He was speechless. Asia called out from the kitchen, "Do you guys want a drink?" "Coke." I yelled back. "Me too." Wan yelled.
When she came in the room, she had two cans of Coke. Once we finished me and Wan left. Before that, Asia gave me a slip of paper with a number on it. "Call me if you need some racing lessons" said Asia.
The next week was my Birthday. My Uncle Tyson, Aunt Kathy, and my cousins Brianna and Rodney all told me Happy Birthday. And since I kept using my uncle's cars a lot they bought me my own car. A Range Rover came Tuesday, the day of my second race.
It was a hectic day. That day Wan told me he would pick me up at at 1:00am. My school was out for Thanksgiving, so I called off work and called Asia, she said she would have 2 cars ready and to meet here where I did my first race.
She had a Ford GT and a Dodge Viper SRT. She taught me everything, speed, drifting, and drag racing. And then finally we would race, and of course I won. After we finished, I got a call from Wan he said to meet him at his house and to hurry. I quicky hopped in the Range Rover and pulled out the parking garage.
As I drove I talked to Wan using the phone system in my Range Rover and he gave me directions. I pulled up to a luxurious glass house. I pressed the red button on the gate after it opened I parked by the garage. I saw lots of cars sitting there like a ferrari, a Lamborghini, a BMW, and more cars. I rang the doorbell. A woman was standing at the front of the door. "Yes, can I help you?" she asked. "I'm here to talk to Wan" I said. "Hold on." said the woman. "Wan! Someone's at the door." And he approached the door.
I walked inside, everything was nice, the refrigerator, the living room, everything. Wan led me to his garage and closed it. "Listen, I invited you over here so we can talk." said Wan. "To talk about what?" I interrupted. "I wasn't finished" Wan said, frustrated.
"You're not a member yet, because that race you did last week was counted as a foul. See you finished the race but I got in trouble because I'm not supposed to give my racer's cars with Nitrous." "So you're gonna have a judgement day and if you win this race you're a member. But if you don't win you can quit or keep working at it."
"So can I keep my money?" I asked. "Yeah" Wan said.
As he walked to the door, I asked, "Who's that woman that opened the door?"
"My Girlfriend" said Wan.
"I thought you were married?" I asked.
"I'm divorced," Wan replied. "I had known a few people who had gotten busted by a undercover cop."
"What's her name?" I asked.
"Egypt" Wan said.
I left and went home.
The next few months I was juggling work, school, and racing. It finally came the day I had been waiting for. I pulled into the garage at 1:30 a.m., and met Wan. Egypt was with him. A Lamborghini Gallardo was my car (of my choice of course).
I sat at the starting line in the car. I quickly revved loud and hard. And my Lamborghini blasted as I slammed my foot to the floor. I was more read than I had ever been in my life. That is what I've been waiting for, for months. Judgement Day. I shifted gars and drove past cars and zipped and zoomed through the neighborhood. And I was at the finish line. I had won! I was so ecstatic.
I pulled into the parking garage and Wan came and hugged me. And then the worst thing happened. Egypt pulled out a gun and badge and screamed, "FBI everybody on the ground." Then things got more scarier. More cops were coming. People ducked and screamed in horror. Wan ran to the Lambo and told me to hop in. He hit high gear and speed off. And then I felt the car flip over and I was sitting in the back of a ambulance and I opened my eyes.
Saturday, December 11, 2010
Chicken For Dinner
Ahhhhh! Screamed Joe as he came running out the barn Ahhhh! He is gonna get me. The Farmer has a 12 Gauge Chasen Joe. Joe hid behind a cow, the Farmer walked past and Joe had a big mouth. He yelled, "Ha You can't find me, you loser!"
Bomb, Ha! You missed!
If you are wondering why Joe is running, it's because it is Thanksgiving in three days. The Farmer finally gave up. That night Joe made his armor to stand up to a 300 pound gorilla. The next day, Joe got shot right tot he armor and he flew about a forty feet, "weew!" That was fun! Runnnnnn! Joe got away, but they still had a chicken, but boby wasn't as smart as joe.
Written by Mason, 6-T
Bomb, Ha! You missed!
If you are wondering why Joe is running, it's because it is Thanksgiving in three days. The Farmer finally gave up. That night Joe made his armor to stand up to a 300 pound gorilla. The next day, Joe got shot right tot he armor and he flew about a forty feet, "weew!" That was fun! Runnnnnn! Joe got away, but they still had a chicken, but boby wasn't as smart as joe.
Written by Mason, 6-T
Friday, December 10, 2010
Book One of the Olivia's Life Series
The Great Runaway
The door of my room slammed and I ran to my drawer, opened it up, and got my scrapbook. I looked at the pictures, then I ripped it and throw it at my wall yelling, "I hate you!I hate you!" Then my foster Mom came upstairs and said, "Shut it! I don't like you anymore than you like me! And then she stormed out of my room and shut the door. I opened my new journal and wrote.
Dear Journal,
Why would my Mom give me to these people. I hate them. I loved my Mom she put her little daughter here. But I can't live with her, she's...dead. I at least want to know how but my foster parents will not tell me. I have to go to dinner so bye.
From, Olivia
I rushed down to dinner. "What are we having, Julie?" I asked.
"Call me Mom and we're having chicken." Julie said.
I ately quietly and went back upstairs to my room. It was ten o'clock and it was Thursday. So went to bed. Then I woke up and my house was on fire. I was stuck in the middle. I heard Julie on the other side yelling "Forget the girl, get the cat." "No, get me! Save me! Please!" I yelled. Buzz, Buzz, Buzz. Then I woke up. It was 4 a.m. That's when I decticed. I turned around and went to sleep.
When my alarmed beeped I woke up and figured out that the noise I heard in the night was my phone. I hopped out of my bed, and got ready, ate, said bye, and left. I got on my bus on the way to tenth grade. I is October 14 so I plenty use to the noise.
"Hi Olivia. Finally bothered to put on make-up?", laughed Ella. I rushed to the back. I could feel my face getting red. Oh how I dislike her. I hate seventh grade. I got off the bus and went in to homeroom. My teacher for this class is Mrs. Laborky. I sat, pulled out my journal, and wrote.
Chapter 2, The Plan
Dear Journal,
I finally decided I'm going to pursue my greatest dream. It will happen at 4:00 a.m. on Saturday. This weekend. Finally.
I heard the bell ring, put up my things, and went to my first hour, which is Math.
"Hi Class! Take a seat. Today we will learn about digital roots. Yay!" said Mrs. Callie as she ran around the room shouting "Yay Math, yay! Oh how I love Math, Yay!"
The whole school day was a blur of learning, writing, taking notes, and leaving!
When I got home, I went to the pantry and got crackers, two slim jims, a apple, napkins, chocolate, beef jerky, animal crackers, and ten water bottles. Then I went to my Mom's purse and got money. 10, 20, 40, 60, 65, 75, 95, 100, 200, 250, 255, 275, 295, $300! Then I went to my Dad's wallet and got $300 more bucks, 600 total. I put all the junk in my backpack. Since it was Saturday, 3:50, I left early. I knew I had to do this...Runaway.
Chapter 3, Life in the Outdoors
I left out the door quietly. I knew where to go. Since I am in St. Louis, I was going to pay my older sister I visit in Chicago. Finally, I'd meet her. I looked her up on the internet and got her address. After all, she is a famous artist. I headed down the street. Then I stopped and saw it, a man in black. He jumped up, and grabbed me and took me into a car. He swung a bat and hit me. That's the last thing I remember.
The End
Story written by Jared, 6-T.
The door of my room slammed and I ran to my drawer, opened it up, and got my scrapbook. I looked at the pictures, then I ripped it and throw it at my wall yelling, "I hate you!I hate you!" Then my foster Mom came upstairs and said, "Shut it! I don't like you anymore than you like me! And then she stormed out of my room and shut the door. I opened my new journal and wrote.
Dear Journal,
Why would my Mom give me to these people. I hate them. I loved my Mom she put her little daughter here. But I can't live with her, she's...dead. I at least want to know how but my foster parents will not tell me. I have to go to dinner so bye.
From, Olivia
I rushed down to dinner. "What are we having, Julie?" I asked.
"Call me Mom and we're having chicken." Julie said.
I ately quietly and went back upstairs to my room. It was ten o'clock and it was Thursday. So went to bed. Then I woke up and my house was on fire. I was stuck in the middle. I heard Julie on the other side yelling "Forget the girl, get the cat." "No, get me! Save me! Please!" I yelled. Buzz, Buzz, Buzz. Then I woke up. It was 4 a.m. That's when I decticed. I turned around and went to sleep.
When my alarmed beeped I woke up and figured out that the noise I heard in the night was my phone. I hopped out of my bed, and got ready, ate, said bye, and left. I got on my bus on the way to tenth grade. I is October 14 so I plenty use to the noise.
"Hi Olivia. Finally bothered to put on make-up?", laughed Ella. I rushed to the back. I could feel my face getting red. Oh how I dislike her. I hate seventh grade. I got off the bus and went in to homeroom. My teacher for this class is Mrs. Laborky. I sat, pulled out my journal, and wrote.
Chapter 2, The Plan
Dear Journal,
I finally decided I'm going to pursue my greatest dream. It will happen at 4:00 a.m. on Saturday. This weekend. Finally.
I heard the bell ring, put up my things, and went to my first hour, which is Math.
"Hi Class! Take a seat. Today we will learn about digital roots. Yay!" said Mrs. Callie as she ran around the room shouting "Yay Math, yay! Oh how I love Math, Yay!"
The whole school day was a blur of learning, writing, taking notes, and leaving!
When I got home, I went to the pantry and got crackers, two slim jims, a apple, napkins, chocolate, beef jerky, animal crackers, and ten water bottles. Then I went to my Mom's purse and got money. 10, 20, 40, 60, 65, 75, 95, 100, 200, 250, 255, 275, 295, $300! Then I went to my Dad's wallet and got $300 more bucks, 600 total. I put all the junk in my backpack. Since it was Saturday, 3:50, I left early. I knew I had to do this...Runaway.
Chapter 3, Life in the Outdoors
I left out the door quietly. I knew where to go. Since I am in St. Louis, I was going to pay my older sister I visit in Chicago. Finally, I'd meet her. I looked her up on the internet and got her address. After all, she is a famous artist. I headed down the street. Then I stopped and saw it, a man in black. He jumped up, and grabbed me and took me into a car. He swung a bat and hit me. That's the last thing I remember.
The End
Story written by Jared, 6-T.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Alison by Ashleigh, 6-W
January 3, 1840
Hi, my name is Ali. Real name: Alison Olivia Marvae. I am 13 years old and I'm a slave. I have no momma, brother, or sister. Only Dadda and a dolly named Grace. That is what we were gonna name my sister. She died from a terrible sickness after she was born, and my Mother got whipped to death by Mater Workshire. He's "Our" master. He is so rude. He knew my Momma had to lay down because she was about to faint. He just knew it and he whipped her soo much. I hate him! I love my Momma dearly. And if I did something bad, or couldn't work because I was sick, I bet he would whip me worse than eva before. I don't know it's such a disgrace to not work cause we are sick. It's not fair. Tomorrow me and my Dad are planning to get outta here. We are goin' on something called The Underground Railroad with some other slaves. I'm still scared. What will Master Workshire do to use if he finds out? Yet worse, do to us if he finds us? Lord, please help me, my dadda, and other slaves get outta here. Please, please help us.
January 4, 1840
We are in a safe house waitin' to get out. We are a little far out but I think he is still gonna get us. Me and Dadda are talkin' to the other slaves. Me and Naomi-she is a slave for Mr. Elitire, he is mean too, are thinking about trading dollies. It may give us good luck for the trip and maybe the rest of our lives. We have to separate. Meaning, I might lose another family member, she has been like a sista to me. And if her master gets her, like I said, another member gone. I am so scared.
January 5, 1840
I'm cryin' my heart out. Naomi is gone. I've got no friends. Now I'm thinking I aint gonna have a further life. And if that is too much to know, then I mean I aint gonna have a future. I wanna live the rest of my life. I'm won't be able to live with not any other person in my family. I'd be an only family. I'd feel overboard. I'm scared, forcing my self to not think bout it.
January 6, 1840
Great, we're gonna die. Master Workshire caught me and Father. What's goin to happen to us? Our future's is gone. It's worse than eva. Bein a slave is hard. I miss everyone. I hope Naomi's new dolly, Grace, and the rest of her family are ok. I'm a gonner. Help me. This diary, Dolly, and Dadda are all I have left. Only dolly, Dadda, and journal. And my journal is useless. Dolly was supposed to give me good luck. I guess it's time to give up.
January 7, 1840
I'm in huuuge trouble. Dadda is gone. Master Workshire is probably planning to do something bad to us. I know we shouldn't have gone. But it still doesn't make sense. How I was the last one living. How come he saved me for last? Maybe, am I the family member that lives? I want to be with my family in Heaven. Not alone...Just...Not alone.
January 8, 1840
I'm sick with a fever and Master. Workshire is workin' me. I'm goin' to faint, he still won't care. He got more slaves. I might as well try and live and be a family with new slaves. Their names are Mya, Hope, Landon, Jordan, and the Mom, Marciana.
January 10, 1840
I'm now a family. Mya and Hope are my sisters, Landon is my brother, and Jordan and Marciana are my new parents. I start to think I need to leave the past and think about my future. Leave my old family and friends but keep their ownings.
Hi, my name is Ali. Real name: Alison Olivia Marvae. I am 13 years old and I'm a slave. I have no momma, brother, or sister. Only Dadda and a dolly named Grace. That is what we were gonna name my sister. She died from a terrible sickness after she was born, and my Mother got whipped to death by Mater Workshire. He's "Our" master. He is so rude. He knew my Momma had to lay down because she was about to faint. He just knew it and he whipped her soo much. I hate him! I love my Momma dearly. And if I did something bad, or couldn't work because I was sick, I bet he would whip me worse than eva before. I don't know it's such a disgrace to not work cause we are sick. It's not fair. Tomorrow me and my Dad are planning to get outta here. We are goin' on something called The Underground Railroad with some other slaves. I'm still scared. What will Master Workshire do to use if he finds out? Yet worse, do to us if he finds us? Lord, please help me, my dadda, and other slaves get outta here. Please, please help us.
January 4, 1840
We are in a safe house waitin' to get out. We are a little far out but I think he is still gonna get us. Me and Dadda are talkin' to the other slaves. Me and Naomi-she is a slave for Mr. Elitire, he is mean too, are thinking about trading dollies. It may give us good luck for the trip and maybe the rest of our lives. We have to separate. Meaning, I might lose another family member, she has been like a sista to me. And if her master gets her, like I said, another member gone. I am so scared.
January 5, 1840
I'm cryin' my heart out. Naomi is gone. I've got no friends. Now I'm thinking I aint gonna have a further life. And if that is too much to know, then I mean I aint gonna have a future. I wanna live the rest of my life. I'm won't be able to live with not any other person in my family. I'd be an only family. I'd feel overboard. I'm scared, forcing my self to not think bout it.
January 6, 1840
Great, we're gonna die. Master Workshire caught me and Father. What's goin to happen to us? Our future's is gone. It's worse than eva. Bein a slave is hard. I miss everyone. I hope Naomi's new dolly, Grace, and the rest of her family are ok. I'm a gonner. Help me. This diary, Dolly, and Dadda are all I have left. Only dolly, Dadda, and journal. And my journal is useless. Dolly was supposed to give me good luck. I guess it's time to give up.
January 7, 1840
I'm in huuuge trouble. Dadda is gone. Master Workshire is probably planning to do something bad to us. I know we shouldn't have gone. But it still doesn't make sense. How I was the last one living. How come he saved me for last? Maybe, am I the family member that lives? I want to be with my family in Heaven. Not alone...Just...Not alone.
January 8, 1840
I'm sick with a fever and Master. Workshire is workin' me. I'm goin' to faint, he still won't care. He got more slaves. I might as well try and live and be a family with new slaves. Their names are Mya, Hope, Landon, Jordan, and the Mom, Marciana.
January 10, 1840
I'm now a family. Mya and Hope are my sisters, Landon is my brother, and Jordan and Marciana are my new parents. I start to think I need to leave the past and think about my future. Leave my old family and friends but keep their ownings.
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