It's a proper book now.
Demon Road was a little over 121,000. I had wanted it to be 80,000, which is roughly the size of Dark Days. Obviously, that didn't happen. But I am DETERMINED that Desolation be of a more manageable size. It'll probably end up somewhere around the 100,000 mark.
Writing a book can be a struggle. It's just so happened that in the writing of this one, every time I started to flow, and write LOTS, I had to go off on tour or do festivals or get interrupted for a multitude of reasons. It's very hard to build up any kind of rhythm when your writing schedule is kinda messed up.
But I'm flowing now. I want to get this latest draft off to my editor on Monday, because on Tuesday I'm off on holiday to Disneyworld and Universal Studios.
For Halloween.
Ooooooh this is gonna be my kind of holiday. By day, we go to Magic Kingdom, and go on rides and visit Harry Potter world and just have good, nice lovely fun...
But at night...
Universal Studios over Halloween has the most terrifying horror experiences on offer, and I will be going and subjecting my girlfriend to the ordeal. I'm going to tweet about it. I'm going to take videos. You may see me scream.
But it shall be a manly scream. A WAR CRY.
And then I'll run away and leave Laura to face this guy on her own.
Gonna be FUN.
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Yes Fera, I decided not to come for a while, and it looks like my plan worked out rather well. How have you been?
(didn't say i was sad)
I do enjoy them, Dug. I haven't needed a knife in months!
then why the :/ hmm? ^_^
that's good, duggy ^_^
heh, how have you been, trip?
@Trip That's handy! I should really invest in a pair of those, it's a hassle carrying my knife everywhere!
(coz it's a hmm face not a :( hmmm :P)
Well, except for my eyes being stolen by tiny dragons in kilts I've been having a great time. I'm currently on a nostalgia drive, playing some of my favourite games ever, starting with Civ V and Dragon Quest 9.
Oh yes, and trust me, after you've tasted food cut with a laser, you'll wonder how you ever managed with that knife tainted stuff.
(*@Trip
@Trip *shrugs*
My moment of disbelief when [SPOILER] got shot.
Like... no.
No no no no no.
What if- can I just-
So I must find out why.
Choosing a backstory means choosing a way to care less about what happens, and therefore, caring less about finishing the game.
I get that there's a lot to do in Bethesda games, but the main story has to matter, too, and you're more likely to complete it if you're invested in the current characters rather than completely making your own, with backstory and all.)
@Trip OOOH that sounds absolutely delicious! If we meet and if by then I still haven't gotten laser eyes you will have to cut some food with your laser eyes for me!
(But they generally write in pretty good motivation, stuff like being walked up to by random strangers in Morrowind and rambled at about the end of the world, and who you were begins to pale in comparison to who you will become. But with this they just say "Here, this is you." and your ownership of your character is instantly reduced.)
(someone say kilts? *scottish activates* (who am I kidding it's never not active))
Even better, I'll cut out your eyes with my laser eyes and we can get you some!
I asked my parents and they said yes but I had to do some research first.
oh, ok k :P
Nice laser eyes!
*hugs duggy*
Oh yeah! That works!
(Well, one way to view the lack of control over your character's past is the fact that they didn't have control of the past. They were stuck in their 50's way of thinking and could do nothing to change their lives for the extraordinary or prevent the apocalypse.
Now, though, they do have control of the world around them, as the world has changed.)
(Fallout 4 got pretty creative with the "typical Bethesda mad preacher in a nearby settlement" approach.)
You have researched it, and I said it was great! What other proof do you need?
(I guess. It doesn't hook me in the same way as a blank slate does, though.)
I tried to tell them that a guy on the internet said it was great and that he has them but they want a bit more research but I'll just make something up. I have all the info I need!
(@Trip *shrugs* I think it's pretty great. It could use a Deus Ex type dialogue wheel, though. Just to be a perfect blend of the current and older dialogue types.
But having a real character makes me like this game a heck of a lot more.
Anyways... I'm off to sleep. Good night!)
Yay! Laser eye buddies!
(Sleep well.)
(The Lannisters send their regrets... *stabs you in the gut* )
"I'm sorry," the woman said. She didn't sound sorry at all. "Its nothing personal."
Ravina pressed herself against the wall, cradling her right arm tightly against her chest.
"No.... please-"
But her pleads were ignored. The woman had pushed the long blade into her. Ravina screamed in pain, tears sliding down her cheeks. The woman turned around and walked away, leaving Ravina to bleed out aginst the wall. She didn't worry about any one finding the body. No one would care enough to do anything about it and there wouldn't be anyone searching for Ravina. She had no one that would miss her.
No one ever fathoms how much they scar me
It is said that actions speak louder than words
But to me, it is inaction that hurts the most.
Forgetting to speak for weeks
Ignoring me- intentional or not.
Not putting forth as much effort
Silence on my behalf
It hurts much, much more, the spaces between words
*offers hugs to Noelle*
I'm sorry...
(Sorry if I'm interrupting something, guys lol I gotta leave this here. Don't let me interrupt your thread.)
Hey, Derek Landy! I've been trying to get a hold of you, and I know you're busy with super official writing and stuff, so I don't blame you. Unfortunately, this is one of the only ways I can contact you. (I tried tweeting you, but it's very hard to explain yourself aptly in 140 or less characters...) I know the chances of my message getting lost or not addressed in time is exponential, but I need to try.
I was wondering if I might be able to get an interview with you (over Skype or perhaps over the phone?
My name is Cassidy Foulds, and I'm a student at Conestoga College (Kitchener, Ontario) in the Journalism Print program. For our final project (which is due, unfortunately, November 18th), we're supposed to interview a journalist we admire. Even though I'm in a journalist program, I don't have a journalist that I'm particularly fond of (other than Jon Stewart or John Oliver, but... you know how that is). So I wanted to see if I could get a hold of an author that I admire, instead.
Skulduggery Pleasant is probably the largest inspiration for my 'career' as a writer, for my love of old Bentley vehicles, and for the level of sarcasm that I've always strived for. Though it would be extremely stressful and scary, it would also be an honor to get an interview with you.
If you're at all interested, or you just need more information, please email me at cbnfoulds@gmail.com. I will also be willing to give you more contact information through private email if you need it.
Thank you for your time and consideration. I'll keep my fingers crossed that you see this, ha ha...
(TWIP!!!
*cries* I always seem to miss him!)
(He comes on at really weird times though Chloe. It's fine.)
Yona: You're very confident. That's going to get you killed some day.
Yoon: Right again, Yona. You're becoming really wise the further we go on this journey.
Yona: You think so? -beams-
Juvia: You scared me...
Hak: *scowls at her and flicks his glaive towards them stopping a millimetre away from them * Just make food already.
Con: ... * looks at her almost confused* *he becomes speechless and just holds her*
ey bitches.
( sup :P )
am in skool. what u doing? :P
( I'm in bed :P )
ahh noice ^_^ I haven't been on Skype much.
(I'm in Uni Brosssss. Going to KFC with my group cause they've been craving it for like ages.
I might finally get accepted! the food god had given me hope for friends!
-prays-
Anyway! if i haven't mentioned this before...
ALL OF YOU ARE INVITED TO PAISLEY, RENFREW, SCOTLAND FOR MY 18TH BIRTHDAY PARTY ON THE 5TH OF DECEMBER.
I know you're all like teenagers and there is probably no way that you're going to make it, but you're invited anyway :)
Love you guys xx)
( I want kfc now :( I'm glad anyway Gemmy :D :P hopefully you can make some uni friends :P hehe I love you too hehe :P xx
and I noticed Frank )
I might be able to make it :p
(sorry Gem, but I wont be able to make it...
ANd good luck with uni!
I want to apply tro uni but I don't know bhow to cut my personal statement down)
(Chloe, why don't you send it to me and i'll look over it and help you shorten it down?
And no my plan failed KFC was closed.)
(Sorry gem, was in college
I think it's sorted bit your welcome to look at it
Thanks ^.^)
(Heeeeello?)
(Jaaai?)
(Hey Chloe!!! How are you?)
(I'm meh
You?)
(Huuuuungry.
And cold.
And a whole list of other moans.
You?)
(*facepalns cause you just answered*)
(Hey, when are you next in Birmingham?)
Next Saturday for me and Chloe!!!!!
Hi btw
(xD okay.)
We be at Birmingham then ^.^
(Jack!
Yes that's right ^.^)
(So the 21st?)
(Uh huh ^.^)
Yup, the 21st ^.^
(Any chance I could crash your reunion for.. idk, half an hour?)
(Sure!!!!! I REALLY WANT TO MEET YOU! )
Sure jai ^.^
Lol I'm being kidnapped on the 21st.
(xD I promise I'll only bug you for an hour if I come xD)
Star? XD
You can join us all day if you like ^.^
(Hi star XD
You can stay as long as you want sis ^.^)
(I'd never ruin your day like that!)
It's fine jai, honestly ^.^
(We want you to stay!
When and where shall we meet you?
When as in what time?)
I'm disappearing from Saturday morning to Sunday evening
We're going to York and going on a ghost walk and having a sleepover and going to Hull and going to the cinema and going to Frankie&Bennie's.
:) :) :)
*happy that you guys get to meet up*
(Gimme time to do maths xD)
(International train station at twelve?)
(*checking times and prices and shiz*)
(*smiles*)
Actually half twelve or one if that's ok, time wise tht is
(okay ^.^)
(Okay. £28.50. I get a tenner a week and have some money saved up..)
(I would love to meet you ^.^)
(Same! I'll check how much I have saved up!)
(Okay ^.^)
(*sings *
I am a cider drinker
I drinks it all of the day
I am a cider drinker
It soothes all my troubles away...)
(I have £22 so far. That's £2 tomorrow, £3 Monday, £2 Tuesday Wednesday Thursday and Friday. Sooooooooo about £30 odd pound by next Saturday.)
(Awesome!!!!!)
(So theoretically speaking I should be able to afford..
Couldn't meet up the Saturday after could you xD Couldn't meet up the Saturday AFTER I've been given £140 xD *joking*)
(I would if I could ^.^
I can't wait to see you!)
(I can't wait either! :) If we meet can we meet at 1 o'clock?)
(Sure thing sis ^.^ this has literally made my da!)
Because you know I'm all about that bass
'Bout that bass, no treble
I'm all about that bass
'Bout that bass, no treble
I'm all about that bass
'Bout that bass, no treble
I'm all about that bass
'Bout that bass... bass... bass... bass
Yeah, it's pretty clear, I ain't no size two
But I can shake it, shake it, like I'm supposed to do
'Cause I got that boom boom that all the boys chase
And all the right junk in all the right places
I see the magazine workin' that Photoshop
We know that shit ain't real, come on now, make it stop
If you got beauty, beauty, just raise 'em up
'Cause every inch of you is perfect from the bottom to the top
Yeah, my mama she told me "don't worry about your size"
(Shoo wop wop, sha-ooh wop wop)
She says, "Boys like a little more booty to hold at night"
(That booty, uh, that booty booty)
You know I won't be no stick figure silicone Barbie doll
So if that what you're into, then go 'head and move along
Because you know I'm all about that bass
'Bout that bass, no treble
I'm all about that bass
'Bout that bass, no treble
I'm all about that bass
'Bout that bass, no treble
I'm all about that bass
'Bout that bass... Hey!
I'm bringing booty back
Go 'head and tell them skinny bitches that
No, I'm just playing, I know you think you're fat
But I'm here to tell you...
Every inch of you is perfect from the bottom to the top
Yeah my mama she told me, "don't worry about your size"
(Shoo wop wop, sha-ooh wop wop)
She says, "Boys like a little more booty to hold at night"
(That booty booty, uh, that booty booty)
You know I won't be no stick figure, silicone Barbie doll
So if that's what you're into, then go 'head and move along
Because you know I'm all about that bass
'Bout that bass, no treble
I'm all about that bass
'Bout that bass, no treble
I'm all about that bass
'Bout that bass, no treble
I'm all about that bass
'Bout that bass...
You know I'm all about that bass
'Bout that bass, no treble
I said I'm all about that bass
'Bout that bass, no treble
I'm all about that bass
'Bout that bass, no treble
I'm all about that bass
'Bout that bass...
Because you know I'm all about that bass
'Bout that bass, no treble
I'm all about that bass
'Bout that bass, no treble
I'm all about that bass
'Bout that bass, no treble
I'm all about that bass
'Bout that bass... Hey!
I'm all about that bass
'Bout that bass... Hey!
I'm all about that bass
Bout that bass...
Hey!
Yeah yeah... ohh... You know you like this bass... Hey...
(Your da?
Rp?)
(*day
Okay ^.^ you first!)
(*goes to find my last reply*)
Tresha: Its okay. Go back to your room. If you want I'll play guitar to help you sleep?
Mark: Don't worry!
MrBBWolf: *smiles at Lilith*
Hey Lily.. look, it's your brother..
Kiana: *shakes her head*
Flauros; thank you...
Clocky: it's a freaking loopty loop!
Lilith: *wanders over to take a look at xander(?)* woah!!!! Dmall !
Felix: you delivered a baby! Me and wolf had no idea what to do... You were amazing!
Tresha: *takes his hand, walking to his bed room*
Climb into bed.
Mark: *grins*
I know.
*looooooooop de loop*
MrBBWolf: *he hasn't been named yet and I forgot the fancy name*
What shall we call him hmm?
Kiana: *glances at the body*
*-Killed her-*
Flauros: *gets into bed and doesn't let go of her*
Clocky: *screams*
Lil: *i thought it was xander?* hmmmm.... Lilith!
Felix: no... She and the baby would've died if she carried on
You saved the boy...
Tresha: *smiles, shifting so she has both hands free but is still leaning against him*
Do you know any songs?
Mark: *laughs loudly*
MrBBWolf: *I feel like it had and Rsy?*
*laughs*
We can call him Lilith, you're Lilith!
Kiana: *keeps staring at the body*
Flauros: no...
Clocky: *shuts eyes and continues to scream*
Lilith: nawwwwww... Chris?
Felix; *shields her eyes*
Tresha: okay. I'll just play any song.
*strums, chewing her lip gently*
*starts quietly singing the only exception*
Mark: *slowly the ride comes to an end*
MrBBWolf: We could probably call him Chris.
Kiana: *whimpers*
Flauros; *smiles as she sings*
Clocky: *tries to catch breath *
Chris; no... You can't do that!
Felix: it's not your fault... No one blames you...
Tresha: *smiles as well, relaxing into her music*
Mark: You okay?
MrBBWolf: why not..?
Kiana: *-I do-*
Flauros: falls asleep *
Clocky: that... Was... T terrifying!
Chris: I'm the only Chris arounf here
Felix: no... Shhhhh sweetheart +kisses her head*
Tresha: *smiles, glancing up at his face*
*hugs her guitar, her back pressed against him*
*falls asleep beside him*
Mark: *laughs*
Scaredy cat.
MrBBWolf: Okay, not Chris then..
Kiana: *closes her eyes*
Flauros: *sleeps soundly*
Clocky: *sulks* meanie
Lilith: xander!
Felix: shall we go home?
Tresha: *time skip?*
Mark: *laughs*
You're fine.
MrBBWolf: That's a brilliant name Lily.
Kiana: *nods slowly*
Flauros: +okay ^.^*
Clocky: *pouts*
Lilith: yay!!!!
Xander: *looks at lilith*
Felix: *picks her up and carries her home*
Tresha: *stirs slightly, still holding the guitar tightly*
Mark: *kisses her*
MrBBWolf: Do you want to hold her?
Kiana: *holds tightly*
Flauros: *opens one eye*
Clocky; *kisses and can't help but smile*
Lilith; yes please!!!
Felix: *places her on their bed*
Tresha: *is humming/singing in her sleep*
Mark: *laughs*
MrBBWolf: Do you know how to hold a baby?
Kiana: *curls up*
(Did everyone die?)
(Not quite yet.)
(Coooooooool.
Well Goodnight john. I'm really tired.)
(Hello?
Diamond City kills time.)
(Hello?)
NEW POST!
Oh... My... God....
So I just finished the last sp book and I genuinely don't know what to do with myself. Like I love these books and I never want them to end but now they have and I just....
It feels so frustrating, like my head is actually hurting because there's nothing I can do about it, the books are over and I just want to know what happens next, I want to go on more adventures with skulduggery and Valkyrie and....
I'm actually crying. It's ridiculous but just....
I don't know how to explain what I'm feeling...
Thank you so much Derek Landy,
I love your books
I love Skulduggery more than anything, he's just... I just love him.
Thank you....
:)
(Sorry for the copy and pasting, guys lol I gotta leave this here. I need to get this noticed. Don't let me interrupt your thread.)
Hey, Derek Landy! I've been trying to get a hold of you, and I know you're busy with super official writing and stuff, so I don't blame you. Unfortunately, this is one of the only ways I can contact you. (I tried tweeting you, but it's very hard to explain yourself aptly in 140 or less characters...) I know the chances of my message getting lost or not addressed in time is exponential, but I need to try.
I was wondering if I might be able to get an interview with you (over Skype or perhaps over the phone?
My name is Cassidy Foulds, and I'm a student at Conestoga College (Kitchener, Ontario) in the Journalism Print program. For our final project (which is due, unfortunately, November 18th), we're supposed to interview a journalist we admire. Even though I'm in a journalist program, I don't have a journalist that I'm particularly fond of (other than Jon Stewart or John Oliver, but... you know how that is). So I wanted to see if I could get a hold of an author that I admire, instead.
Skulduggery Pleasant is probably the largest inspiration for my 'career' as a writer, for my love of old Bentley vehicles, and for the level of sarcasm that I've always strived for. Though it would be extremely stressful and scary, it would also be an honor to get an interview with you.
If you're at all interested, or you just need more information, please email me at cbnfoulds@gmail.com. I will also be willing to give you more contact information through private email if you need it.
Thank you for your time and consideration. I'll keep my fingers crossed that you see this, ha ha...
PS to previous comment,
if you are actually reading this please, please, please tell me!!!
What happened to Dexter Vex??
I'm loving your new series and fully intend to fangirl over it as much as this one.
But
what
happened
to
Dexter
Vex??
Please, it's killing me.
If you don't want to tell anyone, or if you never even know I've written this, then I'll suffer in silence... sort of.
So....
yeah
(Hello.)
(Hey, Sophia. I'm glad to see you back on the blog. How have you been?)
(I have been alright, yourself?)
(I've been mostly fine. Until today. I'm ill. And it hurts. My head just hurts, this dull throbbing that doesn't stop, along with the rest of the symptoms that are more like inconveniences.
But the throbbing headache... it's really awful. It pierces so deep, and goes through my head to the nose and just all over.
I can't stop it. I can't do anything without feeling weak or having to wipe my nose every two seconds or without feeling my head bursting.
It's going to get worse.
*sighs*
So that's me. How are you doing?)
(Where is everyone?)
(Apologies, Dragona left to eat and walk his dog.
I am doing alright. I am waiting for people to arrive so we can continue the roleplay.)
(Hey)
(Hello, Saoirse.)
(evening, all.
(I'm here but I'll probably be flitting in and out, so sorry if I'm distant. advanced English dissertation due for Monday. Yippee.)
(Hello Soph.
Evening Bruadar, good luck with your English.)
(thank-you! Believe me, I need it...)
hello ^_^
(Hey Fera if you're still here!)
helo, yes i am ^_^
( hi peoples :P Soph Gem is at a work party so I don't know when she'll get back :P as for the others others I know Chloe and JAck won't be here for a while and Jai well I dunno ? she's somewhere )
I'm not scared anymore.
It doesn't matter, child. You still won't be rid of me.
Keep telling yourself that. And don't call me child, I'm nearly two hundred and thirty.
Again, it doesn't matter.
(hello Janis and other janis)
Hi. Sorry about that. Ignore her, she's...got problems.
Hello, insignificant speck of dust in a vast, vast universe. I couldn't care less whether or not you ignore me. We'll all die alone in the end.
(Hello.)
(that's going to take some getting used to
with the italics person being the nice one )
(Hello, Keiron.
Nice is subjective. I like the non-italic being as well. I'm open-minded in this matter, I hope.)
Knackered...woke up at 9:45. Started work at 10. Finished at 7 then got to the last post for my staff night out at 7:45. And i just got home. 3 vodka and orange, 1 vodka and vimto and 2 shots later.
Now i'm going to bed. Night folks!
(-hugs his baby tightly- i'm glad you enjoyed yourself baby )
Why is it surprising? Italics are pretty...
Again, it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter what you think of me, or her, or anyone else. It doesn't matter which of us is in italics. It doesn't matter whether we're the same person or two separate entities. It doesn't even matter whether or not I finish this sente
(Well, I'm an idiot.
I went to the wrong comments section, that's why I wasn't on all night.)
(*shrugs at Janis* What matters, then?
@Silente XD)
(Hello people.)
(Hey, Seirsha! :)
How are you?)
Every time I see Kas I think of Castiel from Supernatural...
(Hey, Kirsten!
...and not Castle from Castle? :|
Sorry for being distant, I have a cold so I'm sipping tea.)
Nah I don't watch Castle haha
(Well, Supernatural, then.
How are you, Kirsten?)
Good actually, last minute Christmas shopping with my mum.
You?
(Being ill and annoyed at my phone. It's not installing apps. Grrr)
Hello. I just went to see starwars. And then snapped a knife in half. Like an actual cutlery knife. Not a plastic one...
Aw that's rubbish, hope you feel better soon :)
How did you manage to snap a knife??
I was slicing cheese and i think i may have put a bit too much pressure on it... :S
Oh haha I hate when you put too much pressure on and your hand slams down on the table
Yeah that too. But this time the knife broke instead of my hand lol
Better it than you haha
True dat.
-waits for the RP-
Basically nothing. Possibly death.
Hello Janis. Are you ok?
(hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii)
Amy: -giggles at Harry drooling-
Cute.
(Hey baby great timing!)
( *doesn't remember* was I sleeping she said for us to stop then I drooled? :P )
(that answers that and I know right :P )
Harry: *stirs awake and smiles at her* What is it?
Amy: -whispers-
You're drooling
-keeps giggling quietly whilst going back to their work-
Harry: *his eyes jolt open and he uses the sleeve of his jumper to wipe it away before continuing his work*
Rich: *gets bored and makes a paper aeroplane*
She's fine. Just...pessimistic.
More like /realistic/.
(how's your author ? )
-the bell rings for school to end-
(Do you want to timeskip the now to p3 or develop with these three a bit more?)
(time is fine :P )
Harry: *alarm goes off* ughhhhh *hits snooze*
His mum: Get up Harry first day of Primary 3, go see your wee girlfriend again.
Also fine, thank you. How are both of you?
(i'm good but kinda hungry :P )
Amy's mum: Time to get up for school honey.
Amy: -moans-
5 more minutes...
Mum: Then you won't get there for Harry.
Amy: -Smiles and gets up-
-gets her shirt, skirt and tie on then goes down for breakfast-
Dad: -the company's going downhill...we're losing money. The HQ might be moving down south soon.
Mum: Are you going to stay with them?
Dad: i don't think we have a choice.
Amy: Morning.
Dad: Morning pumpkin.
Mum: hurry up and get your breakfast or you'll be late.
Amy: -sits down and eats her cereal-
-put her socks and shoes on, grabs her bag and jacket and opens the door-
Mum: Wait for your sister!
Amy: -Groans-
Sarah: i'm ready!
-runs downstairs and gets all her stuff-
-They go round to the school for the bell-
(I'm tired.)
*offers mugs of hot chocolate to Keiron and Gemma*
Here, have some cocoa. You may as well. It'd get cold if I just left it there, which would be pointless, sort of like existing.
Harry: *gets up and runs for a shower and to get dressed*
*had an arm out with toothbrush in mouth and is hopping around to put socks on * I'm coming Amy ! *trips and falls down stairs * *gets up and pulls the rest on runs out the door with a slice of toast* Bye MUM
(*drinks the cocoa* ughh now I need to make some lol :P brb I'm making hot chocolate and noodles :P )
(-takes hot chocolate- thank you :)
-drinks-)
(also you deserve to exist because this hot chocolate is amazing :P )
Amy: See you when school ends.
Sarah: yeah. -runs to class-
Amy: -Walks into hers too-
-Sees Richard-
Hey
-smiles-
Rich: *smiles* hi! *is wearing clothes that are a bit small for him from last year* How's you? Glad to be back ?
Harry : *is still running to class*
Should I adopt a snow leopard? My mum says I shouldn't cause I'll got loads of annoying messages and stuff but it's only £3 a month and they're so cute
(I want to but i don't have a stable income. I'm losing my job on thursday.)
Amy: Yeah, I've been so bored without you guys.
-There are only 2 seats left. One in front of rich and one beside him-
-takes the one in frontvof him-
Aw that's crap, I got fired recently too
Rich: I missed you too!
Harry: *gets in out of breath and sees the last seat *
*hugs Amy before going to take it * Hi baby !
(I'd say no because you don't know that, that £3 is actually helping the leopard)
(Uh...ok keiron...?)
(Amy * )
Amy: Hey Harry!
How was-
-Their new teacher walks in-
Hey guys i'm Mr Smith. I'll be your teacher for the year.
Harry: *sits down next to Rich*
*waits for instructions*
Rich: *stares into the back of amy's head imagining things*
(Hello.)
(hey Soph)
(Hello, Keiron.)
(how's you ?)
Amy: -gets her jotter and pencil case out of her bag and puts them on the table-
(No idea what they do in primary 3)
Mr smith: Right guys, today we're going to learn our times tables.
I'll give out a copy of them and i'll give you until the end of the day to learn them then i'll test you.
-hands them all one-
Amy: -reads over it then starts copying it into her jotter-
(Hey Soph.
-falling asleep slowly-)
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