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The two children walked into the classroom with bright smiles on their faces.Today was their first día of first grade,andd they were ready. Sitting siguiente to eachother like always,the two smiled at eachother whent the teacher was calling off names for attendence. She didn't seem very nice,but that didn't bother them.She stopped lectura names and glared at the paper.
"Mac and PC?" She called with a grim tone in her voice.The children raised their hands in unison,saying a quick 'Here'. The teacher didn't look very impressed.
"Let me guess..." She said,sighing with an unpleasent look."Your full names are Macintosh and Personal Computer,right?" Her voice was heavily laced with sarcasm. PC stood to correct her,but Mac smirked at him as a sign to back off for a sec and play along.
"Why yes," He began,seeming más like a little man than a first grader."Our mothers are big computer geeks,naming us after the two computers.Ironic that we're best friends,huh?"
The teacher stared at him with a look of disbeleif.
"Who ever's teaching tu those big words and sarcasm,tell them to stop. Now,tell me your real names before tu go to the principle's office,boys." She said,trying to appear in charge again as the kids around her laughed. Mac sighed and dicho 'Maccan Jennice',getting teased por some other kids for having a girls name. PC growled at them,telling them if they didn't stop,he'd staple their heads to the tables and give them paper cuts all over their faces. Sending the room quiet,he looked at the glaring teacher,and dicho his name was 'Pacen Macallister E'mil' (Obviously mispronouncing some of it). The teacher seemed to ignore PC's threat to the other kids,and continued attendance.
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At the end of the day,the teacher stopped Mac and PC before they left.
"You boys dicho tu were best friends,right?" She said,the same unpleasent look as before. The boys nodded,smiling,and added 'Forever' in unison.The teacher meerly shrugged,and looked at them,casually adding "We'll see...." before they left.
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It's always so cold at night..... PC curled into a ball on the ground,pulling his pelaje, piel capucha, campana over his head,shivering. So cold... He closed his eyes,hoping he'd forget about the cold if he fell asleep.Darkness sometimes made him feel better...you couldn't see anything in the dark...if tu died,you wouldn't be angry,because tu wouldn't know who o what killed you...And the person wouldn't have to live with the guilt of seeing tu dead...
Suddenly,his thoughts were interupted por the pressure of something being forced to his head.Even though it was dark,he still knew what it was.A gun.PC refused to open his eye,in fear that he'd know who's holding the gun. The silence was broken por a slight chuckle,the gun being pulled away from his head,and most surprizing of all to PC,a blanket being put over him. PC opened his eye,looking up.His eye widened when he saw who was standing over him. Mac.
"Wh-what are tu doing here?" Mac meerly smiled,softly saying,
"Running away from my past,and helping my future...I'll start off por saying I amor you......"
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To be Continued
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The two children walked into the classroom with bright smiles on their faces.Today was their first día of first grade,andd they were ready. Sitting siguiente to eachother like always,the two smiled at eachother whent the teacher was calling off names for attendence. She didn't seem very nice,but that didn't bother them.She stopped lectura names and glared at the paper.
"Mac and PC?" She called with a grim tone in her voice.The children raised their hands in unison,saying a quick 'Here'. The teacher didn't look very impressed.
"Let me guess..." She said,sighing with an unpleasent look."Your full names are Macintosh and Personal Computer,right?" Her voice was heavily laced with sarcasm. PC stood to correct her,but Mac smirked at him as a sign to back off for a sec and play along.
"Why yes," He began,seeming más like a little man than a first grader."Our mothers are big computer geeks,naming us after the two computers.Ironic that we're best friends,huh?"
The teacher stared at him with a look of disbeleif.
"Who ever's teaching tu those big words and sarcasm,tell them to stop. Now,tell me your real names before tu go to the principle's office,boys." She said,trying to appear in charge again as the kids around her laughed. Mac sighed and dicho 'Maccan Jennice',getting teased por some other kids for having a girls name. PC growled at them,telling them if they didn't stop,he'd staple their heads to the tables and give them paper cuts all over their faces. Sending the room quiet,he looked at the glaring teacher,and dicho his name was 'Pacen Macallister E'mil' (Obviously mispronouncing some of it). The teacher seemed to ignore PC's threat to the other kids,and continued attendance.
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At the end of the day,the teacher stopped Mac and PC before they left.
"You boys dicho tu were best friends,right?" She said,the same unpleasent look as before. The boys nodded,smiling,and added 'Forever' in unison.The teacher meerly shrugged,and looked at them,casually adding "We'll see...." before they left.
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It's always so cold at night..... PC curled into a ball on the ground,pulling his pelaje, piel capucha, campana over his head,shivering. So cold... He closed his eyes,hoping he'd forget about the cold if he fell asleep.Darkness sometimes made him feel better...you couldn't see anything in the dark...if tu died,you wouldn't be angry,because tu wouldn't know who o what killed you...And the person wouldn't have to live with the guilt of seeing tu dead...
Suddenly,his thoughts were interupted por the pressure of something being forced to his head.Even though it was dark,he still knew what it was.A gun.PC refused to open his eye,in fear that he'd know who's holding the gun. The silence was broken por a slight chuckle,the gun being pulled away from his head,and most surprizing of all to PC,a blanket being put over him. PC opened his eye,looking up.His eye widened when he saw who was standing over him. Mac.
"Wh-what are tu doing here?" Mac meerly smiled,softly saying,
"Running away from my past,and helping my future...I'll start off por saying I amor you......"
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To be Continued
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