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Puppet Chapter 2 Chapter 2
A plan for the big fight
Tons of teens charged out of their homerooms as the bell rang, Austin and Dominic among them. They had gone the whole day without seeing that girl with the strange eyes. It was no different from most other days. They had gotten some homework, some reviews for tests, which they would do in their spare time, at home. The two split up and headed towards their lockers to get their backpacks and brass knuckles. They would need those brass knuckles.
Austin closed his locker, after retrieving his things, and went to Dominic's locker. On the bus, Austin had texted his mom to see if he could go. His mom usually said yes, but wanted him to ask anyways. Dominic was stuffing his binder in his backpack when Austin got there.
"You ready for the fight, Austin?"
"I'm pumped! Remember, this means money for me, too."
"Yep, money for that new dungeons and dragons-type of game. Did you know that you can duel-wield fire and a small sword in that?"
"We can talk ab
Puppet: Chapter 1Chapter 1
Morning of an odd day
Austin woke up to his mom yelling at him to get up. It was Monday, day one of a new school week. He got up out of bed. The same routine as usual: Get up, get dressed, rarely any time for breakfast, go to school, sit through hours of lectures, go home, eat, go to bed, repeat. He checked the clock for the time, 7:20, enough time for breakfast. He put his clothes on, Blue cargo pants, a red T-shirt, a brown hoodie and black vans. As he walked out of his room to the bathroom to put his long, brown hair into a ponytail, he grabbed a black hair band and his brush. He brushed the sides of his hair into a ponytail, which left the top hair to stand up. He first discovered that the hair on the top of his head stood up naturally when he was around 11 years old. He had grown his hair out on a dare from his friend, Dominic and a month or two in, the top hair just started standing up. He kept the long hair and dyed the tips of the top hair lots of different colors to
You Were Not An Aquarium BoySea-glass became your bones,
brine your blood, and seashells
melded into your skin.
You were not quite an ocean
when you said "This is your sign to love me."
My body was like a building;
tall, cold, almost unbreakable.
I was metallic and sharp,
towering over your waters.
I remember taking your hand in mine,
conch and coral shells scrubbing
my skyscraper wrists, and laughing
about how one day you would
submerge every last bit of me.
Your lips, riddled with argonauts,
found my cheek and I cringed
at the coarseness.
You asked if they bothered me
and I finally told you "I
think I love you."
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