Want to hear a story? Want to read a story? Well you get the reading part. Every 2 weeks I will come out with a new story. Do not add on to the story, since it is already written, but I will have polls were you vote what you think will happen next.

This weeks, Sunday, May 21 2006-Sunday June 4, 2006: Less Than Perfect

Characters:
Chrissy: Believes that everyone should be like her. Treats Tim horribly. Has a lot to learn.
Tim: A timid boy who has a good heart, but is devoted to Chrissy.
Rose: The rebel. Rose is againt anything mainstream. Don't let her tough facade fool.
Jill: The socially gifted cheerleader, who is generally in denial.
Cam: An inquisitive pest with a video camera.
Mr. Shelly: The evil science teacher.
Herman: Stressed out computer student.
Sarah:The know it all, who doesn't quite know it all.
Principal Garren: Oblivious to Mr. Shelly's experiments.
Constance: The star of the school play. Total drama queen.
Join: Basketball players.
Billy: The bullied nervous one.
Altered Students: Students who have been chemically altered to become perfect students. However, there are side effects.

First part of story coming at: 7:30 eastern time today.

Below you may choose who you are, but do not add on, you will discover what your fate is on my own behalf -muahahaha- so choose which character you want to be, post below, and you will discover your fate -muahahaha-. Ok I am done

Ok since no one wants to reply, I will start the story anyway. In this section, no one has been captured, yet, so you can still sign up and see what happens to your character.

Tim, returning from the school lunch line, heads towards the end of a vacant table, where Chrissy is staring down people with her evil eyes.
"Here's your change, and your pizza Chrissy" Tim says.
Tim, eagerly unwarps his sandwhich to reveal an egg salad sandwhich.
"Tim, your breath is making me sick, move down, a seat, please, it smells terrible" Chrissy says.
Tim, emberassed slides down a seat.
"Tim, you are lucky to have a friend like me, I mean really, look at these fools surrounding us.
"Thet aren't all fools Chrissy".
"Really look at that girl, she today, thought there were 52 stars on the American flag, throught Canada and Mexico counted, and thought 2+2= 5".
"She was probably kidding".
"Tim, stop talking. Once again I am right and you are wrong".
Tim and Chrissy stop talking until Rose shows up at the table.

(Coming Soon)

Nice story! Write more please. I'll be Chrissy I guess.