This is not mean to hurt anyones feelings or mock them... these town names are real.
WELL THIS SHOULDN'T BE!
Chapter 1.
Here. Can you see a city? The city is called Intercourse. A small city in Pennsylvania, USA.
It was a fairly warm early spring day. The sun shined upon the snow that was still left from the winter. It made a beautiful glow.
Here see the old concrete building, built by those puny things that call themselves humans.
In this old concrete building that is called an apartment house, lives our hero... Although he himself has no idea that he is a hero. Or a powerful person in any given way. Our hero lives in a small flat, which is on rent, with an unreasonable price (seen in what condition the flat is in), although cheap compared to other flats that can be found in the city.
The flat is infested by animals of the tiny insect sort... Although some people have stated that they have even seen a few crustaceans in there.
In the flat there is; one pathetically unclean toilet, with a shower. A very small kitchen, a living-room and an even smaller bedroom.
These small animals seem to have no effect on our sleeping hero. He doesnt even seem to be distracted from his sleep, by the spider that is walking over his face.
Now hear as his alarm clock is ringing.
Ring, ring ring...
Ring, ring, ring!
Look viewers as he slams the alarm clock to the ground, and smashes it with a hammer that he keeps in his drawer next to the bed.
His brown hair covers his forehead and a few zits with it. His face has quite sharp edges, this makes him look a small bit harsh. He sits up from his bed and stumbles to his toilet. He goes to the shower... He is still in the dream world.
And Now hear him scream.
"Aargh!"
It seemed that the water in the shower was cold... So very, very cold.
Now he comes out of the shower and notices a small but important thing... he is still wearing his boxers...
He swears under his breath, and throws the boxers in a box with the other dirty clothes.
He puts on his clothes for the day and eats his morning cereals.
He looks at the clock and walks out. Outside is standing Will, who is our hero's good friend.
"Hiya, sleepy head," Will calls out. His long fair hair is combed so that it doesn't cover his face. His blue eyes flash in a child-like way.
"Shut up dude," our hero calls back.
"Oh. Someone got up on the wrong side of the bed. Didn't you John?" Will smiled. He had on a white shirt with the text: Some idiot went to London. And All I got was this lousy t-shirt.
Which John had bought him for Will's birthday a year ago. He also had on a pair of black jeans and a jean jacket... blue by color.
John looked up at him. John had on just a pair of blue jeans and the same kind of blue jacket as Will. He had a plain green shirt under the jacket.
"The waters cold again." John snapped back. Will continued smiling.
Will looked at his clock and turned to John "We better hurry if we don't want to miss school.
John sighed. Again he had to run, was there no end to hurry? Did he really sleep always that long?
The pair started running.

