I'm bored again so i;m gunna write the book i talked about. WARNING: IT EPICLY SUCKS. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. 'ME' IS NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR BOREDOM,DROOLING, OR ANY OTHER SIDE AFFECTS OF THIS STORY.

CHAPTER 1: IF YOU LIKE LANGUAGE ARTS, I DON'T LIKE YOU
"Think, think, think!!!" I murmur. I hate school, but my arch- enemy( the non-living one) is spelling. What can come from it? Anyways, this is, yours truly, Naomi. I'll tell you more about me after this test. So far i have these answers:
1: Monumental
2:Overture
3:Cache
4:Clarification
5:Responsible
6:
7:Status
8:Adventurous
9:Beneficiary
10:
11:Ransom
12:Maul
13:Wilt
14:
15:Abound

This stinks. I just can't remember! This is all so hard. But even if I can't remember these, I'll still get a B, But I might spell things wrong, and each question is worth 6 points... "You have five minuets left!" the substitute teacher yells. Five minuets!! I'll never finish! Somtimes, I think she watches me and purposely calls time up when I'm not finished. That cunning little woodrat! That's it! Cunning! It fits perfectly in number 6! Now, what's number 14... I'll kill someone if I don't remember! Wait a secound...murder means... Homocide! Number 14! It fits! My pen touches the paper and.. "times up!!!!" The sub yells. No!!! All I got down was homoci. I'm soo bumed! Now, at best, I have a 94, without spelling errors. BRINGGGGGG!!!!!!!! The end-of-school bell rings. I jump out of the chair, and dart to the door. "Not so fast, missy!" the sub yells, pointing at me. "come here" She says. I inch foward, And she must of seen I was scared because she said "Calm down, your not in trouble. Here. Finish writing the word for number 14" I can't belive she let me finish! I finish writing the 'de' of the word. I make a bee-line for the door... And I'm free.

How was it? Terrible? I hope you read my warning. While I am truly sorry, I can not, and even if I could, will not, Pay for the any damage to you or you property. I know no one read this, but I like to write, so I wrote anyways. I still don't know what i'm going to name the story, but here is the first chapter. In real life, I do dislike L.A. Even though is helps when you are an adult, I still don' t like it. I'll write tomorrow. If I don't write in at least 7 days, be worried and/or remind me/ the call the cops. Just Joking. Don't call the cops, but you can remind me or be worried. If you want to take it to the limit, you can do both. But that could leed to many other negative side affects, like obbsesion. Now I'm just going on and on, so this is 'ME', The proud creator and director and owner and writer of I.A.M.R.T.P, signing off.
yours truly,
'ME'