So lately I've been writing a book, tell me what you think in the comments below.
Chapter
1
One bright sunny evening three children ran through a great
feild of tall grass.
“Hey
Layton! Wait up!” I heard my friend Welby call from behind. I whipped around
while tall grass almost a foot taller than I slid across my arms and legs. The
thick cold breeze rushed over me almost picking me up.
“So,” I
said as I started to walk backwards, facing my friends, Welby and Merrick.
“What will this trio of misfits seek to do today? Any ideas?”
“I was
thinking…we could…um…okay I’ve got nothin’” said Merrick.
Merrick was almost a foot taller than me, he wore dark brown
spectacles about his face with dirty blond hair on his head almost as if it
were thrown there. He had jeans, tennis shoes and a red shirt that said, I’M A
NERD. Welby on the other hand was quite the opposite, he was quite short and
rather chubby, he wore jeans and had a dark green T-shirt. He had dark brown
hair and greyish greenish eyes. I never liked looking at them they seemed to
sense if you were lying or not. I’ve never been able to lye without him
catching me.
As for me, my name is
Layton and as I said before I’m thirteen and just about the average size as any
other thirteen year old. I don’t have any super special thing about me, nothing
like Welbys eyes, or the fact that Merrick could memorize anything he wanted to
and that he was the smartest kid I knew. I suppose that I’m the most risk
taking of the bunch, I’ll also crack a few puns here and there. I’ve gotten
into a few fights at school, but none that I’ve actually won. After school
every day me, Merrick and Welby meet in the field we like to call, The
Promising Fields.
(Believe me it’s more of an inside joke.)
“So what’s
today?” I asked, “Oh that’s right its Wednesday, that means its Welbys turn to
decide what we do.”
Merrick let out a moan then started looking for something in
the distance.
“Yes!” said
Welby smirking, “I want to…”
“Yeah yeah
we all know, you want to draw in a tree.” Interjected Merrick.
“Yep! And I
chose…” said Welby as he also started to look around. “That one!” he said
pointing to one of the bigger of the trees in the field. The tree’s branches
were to thick to see the trunk.
Welby started to walk toward it and I followed. It’s not
that I don’t like drawing or climbing up tree’s it’s just that I did it every
time it was Welbys turn to decide. But I wasn’t going to complain, usually on
my turn to choose, Merrick and Welby would just watch me be stupid with my
skateboard and face plant onto the pavement. As I walked I soon became bored
and started to skip with Merrick as we sung “We’re off to see the wizard.” From
the movie called The Wizard of Oz a book that I had actually never read but had
seen the movie. I wasn’t the biggest fan of reading I only read for school and
only liked one third of the books I read. As we approached the tree I could
tell that Welby was getting excited, I didn’t know why he was excited he just
was. Finally we were at the base of the tree, Welby kicked of his shoes near
the large trunk than jumped like a swift monkey onto the lowest limb which
surprisingly he could reach. I followed his actions but I was obviously out of
practice, my fingers slipped of the tree and I fell back first onto the hard
dirt ground. I was used to falling, seeing how I always tripped on my
skateboard but it was always weird felling the wind get knocked out of you. So
all I did was get up and try again, but this time I was successful and I joined
Merrick and Welby as they drew.
“So what
are you drawing this time?” I asked Welby as I leaned over his shoulder.
“You know
the usual.” He replied to me casually.
I leaned a bit closer, on the sketch book page was a brilliant
drawing of a wolf chasing a lamb. The cartooning was way better than I could
have done. I then walked over to Merrick and sat on the same branch as he and
watched him draw. His style was much different than Welby, he had drawn stick
figure knights fighting of a quite realistic drawing of a dragon.
Signed D
