and here we are!
am writing today for the first time on this journal, how exciting!: D
I really hope you like it!
As we begin?
Perhaps the most appropriate way is to introduce myself and my father.
Well then ... This is my father, Bud St. Pierre. Does the
'investigatore private. Usually we get along, you a good father. He grew up all alone and it has grown well for me.
has a good sense of humor, is kind and always listens to my opinion ...
No, actually not true.
The last time he played, I do not I wanted to go to Sunset Valley, the city where we have always lived. But
Bud (not ever call him dad!) Thought otherwise. It is transferred via
wanted here in Twinbrook. What a lousy place.
All in all, it is currently not that Bud is so nice to me.
This is me instead.
My name is Irma, I'm 16 years old.
As you think about it I can not decide what I do in my life.
Writer? Doctor? Journalist? Or want to open a detective agency as Bud?
do not know, and when I did not even really want to think about it. I'm pissed off
Twinbrook, which city is this?? Marshes, fog, landfills?
But in what place he took me Bud?
But from the beginning.
MONDAY '
We arrived shortly after dawn. We traveled by car all night.
This damn city is nothing short of "fuck the world".
I had just enough time to unload luggage in front of the door.
I wanted to take a shower, change and throw myself on the bed, sleep at least 12 hours ...
But (again) Bud has thought otherwise!
"At school, Irma!" - He said - "So you just circles!"
at school? Today?? But at least I HAVE a shower make me!
And so I lose bus. Fuck XD
is certainly not what we might call a "good start".
If it is true that "Well begun is half done already," I can not even call me a tenth.
For Bud instead it all goes very well.
A quick tip to the police station to record your data, then can start working immediately.
cases in Twinbrook there (and how could they? Who knows how many murders are hidden in the mist !!!).
Bud is now engaged to two cases ... Because of confidentiality can not tell me much, but it seems that c'entrino toothbrushes and garden gnomes ...
Can I repeat? What kind of POST 'is this?? XD
Bud, sure you're working on?
Why do you be cool with the witness? E 'super old for you! XD
And now you do, the bully with the kids?
From Bud, take it with someone as big as you! -.-
Wondering why do not tell you anything about my first day of school?
Simply because nothing has happened!
my new friends I have spoken, and I also have not addressed them.
are a bunch of kids grew up in the swamps, and I prefer not to mingle with some people.
TUESDAY '
I thought that if I woke up early, I managed to get to school on time.
I realized too late the bullshit. I had a lot of sleep to recover from yesterday.
As I woke up bad! -.-
The
You see also you "thing or the yellow?
not have a name .. He lives in my head since I was small, and jumps out at inopportune moments, usually to tease. Recently, is spreading, and also to tease out the others.
Ah, in case you're wondering: no, I'm not crazy.
Oh, and if by chance you were also wondering if I got to school on time ... the answer is ...
NO. Even today -.-
I missed the bus again.
Another school day is exactly the same as the previous year. Socialization
nonexistent. At least they gave us
multitude of tasks, so at least I'll have something to keep me busy for the rest of the day.
homework before I loiter struck by a brilliant idea!
write a novel truth "about what has this squalid city, including the people who live there. The
titled "Fog in Twinbrook. Ingenious, no?
When Bud returned from his tours of investigation I'm going to do my homework. We chat a bit 'bevendoci a coffee ... Bud wants tonight were born, I tried to get to know someone and make friends.
I personally ... No way! -.-
the excuse of fatigue, and sling me in bed!
Bud instead stay up a little, 'and begins to "prove convincing faces" to his interrogators ...
WEDNESDAY '
This morning I woke before dawn. Today I am very determined not to be late. A
juice (organic) drink up, and I'm ready to go and wait at the bus stop.
A school get there in time ...
But after class (even today passed without communicating with their new friends), I can not go quiet at my house.
Luckily I took with me an apple. I watch the bus leave without me ...
task
As of today ... Crazy, I know ...
DO I catch a fish!
But it's crazy! And that task would be? It 's really a city of boor.
Nevertheless I apply myself. I want a high average, I!
When this harrowing task, I'm going home (on foot through the swamps, yuck -.-) and "I withdrawal in my rooms. "
are angry with the black world, with the school, and even with Bud!
THURSDAY '
That awakening of the cabbage. No, fuck that awakening. Yeah, when you need it takes!
I was on time. I would not have missed the bus today. If ..
If I had not found the kitchen flooded! Bud And when you need it where is it? At work, clear ...
The day started so bad.
And I feel like I have a dark cloud, and loads of rain, just above my head ...
Having lost - again - the bus, I decide to go to school by bike.
I refuse to call a taxi, or call Bud for me to come to take it: too much CO2 emissions I in this world I want! ... Maybe not in Twinbrook but to the world XD !
When I walk out the sole, finally, for the first time in four days now, a school friend speaks to me:
"You have your socks different from each other," he says with a chuckle.
No. ..
not true, I can not believe, no no no ...
I did it really? E ' possible, in the rush, the kitchen flooded, the Scazzi ...
Oh my god, tell me that I was kidding!
The girl did not tease me.
said seriously.
I put two socks different from each other, and I spent the morning at school in these conditions.
got home but I realized that was not due to haste. I have all the clothes to be washed, including the two companions lost socks I wear.
would be a case of washing, but Bud has not yet bought a washing machine to keep at home.
I go to the laundromat.
Ah, the Laundry chips ...
Who has not seen a movie or read a Western Switzerland, where our protagonist goes to the laundry sad and lonely, and he meets friends or the love of his life, dreaming that someday he happened?
Not me.
I hate the people of this place, I sit down and while waiting for clothes to wash and dry, I'm going to do my homework.
When he finally returned home, I find waiting for Bud.
E 'worried about me.
Let's talk '. It gives me permission to stay home from school the next day.
"E 'Friday' - I said - consider it a long weekend. But you must promise me that you will spend the morning resting, you need it. And during the day you have to do something that you like, and meet people.
you want to see peaceful Irma, and now you're not. "
What a dear Bud. That is, it seems to me the least, is he brought in this city of hell.
But I appreciate the gesture, and I give him a straight. No school tomorrow!
FRIDAY '
I sleep until 10 o'clock in the morning when I wake up and find a nice surprise: Bud is at home, and is cooking!
probably all die intoxicated, but very nice of him.
as agreed, I'm going to do "something that I like:
Library.
It will not be my fault, because of the rule of silence, I can not socialize.
You are a genius XD maleddettissimo!
seems that the people of Twinbrook, however, does not matter particularly sacred aura that must prevail in the libraries.
I sit down to leafing through a novel, and that is here before me sits a boy who starts looking at me.
Continue reading, and occasionally looks up at me. I am a bit 'shaken, the I admit.
At one point he gets up and introduces himself:
His name is Sinbad.
I think. I have not got it right then and there, and then I was ashamed to ask for it.
He is 24 years old and live in my own way.
chatted for a bit '... Computers, books, ecology .. We seem to get along at all.
And he has this 'look a bit' evil that fascinates me ...
no doubt about it, the guy I like!
We salute you, and makes me promise that I will find.
What I did not expect from their library, this is to happen.
Even "little things yellow is speechless ...
To end the evening with a flourish, Bud and I have dinner with ice cream!
But the joy is short-
"Today you have been home from school, but tomorrow you have to necessarily make a jump in student hostels, and ask for my homework!" He says.
Oh no.
So it's a scam though!
does not seem to have no choice anyway, I do not want to discuss, not at the conclusion of such a beautiful day.
I'm going to bed.
Tomorrow is Saturday.
The boarding school student is full, there will be all the children who live there. Most of my classmates.
people with whom I never exchanged a word in fact. Let
well ...
And here ends this beginning.
hope you will like at least a little: D! I write it I had so much fun!
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