First Person discussion

Looking around, I see nobody, but shout out, "Welcome!" in hopes of somebody hearing me.

"Hi!" i shout, out of breath. I practically ran here. "Sorry I'm late. gosh, i sound like i'm in school." i then laughed at the irony.

"YAY!!!!!" I exclaim, relizing that my wish that someone would start a club like this has been granted. "I was wondering..." I said, becomeing thoughtful. "Can we also go in third person, such as: 'I love books!' clare said happily..?"

"Books rock!" I said. "I love this group, so cool!" Kenzie's says hi to all and thanks Roni for the invite.

"You can write in 3rd person," I say. "Maybe we should have two discussions, one in third and one in first person."

I look around at the other members. "Does anybody want to start a third person discussion?" I ask enthusiastically.

"Myslef!" I scream happily, just cuz I feel like screaming and squeeling...

"Hello!" I smile, then change tact. "This group should really have a picture! Any ideas? How about a #1!"

That would be cool...

"Oh no!" I exclaim. "Clare talked weird! If she keeps doing that she will have to be shunned, and we don't want that!"

"Oh my goodness!" I gasp. "Clare didn't talk in first person! Whatever shall we do?"

"I really don't know," I say worriedly. "I hope that she starts talking in first person again, and we won't have to actually shun her." I think I told people the rule in the description of this group, I think to myself. Or at least I hope I did...

"OH NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I cry in anguish. "HOW COULD I?!?!??!?!?! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"It's okay Clare," I said. "We all make mistakes sometimes."

"Yeah, no big deal, Clare," I say. "It doesn't matter if it's just once."

"Does that mean if I do badly and don't talk in first person I'll get shunned?" I wondered.

"I was going to explain things, Kenzie," I say, "But then something happened and it deleted my post just as I was about to post it! Ugh!"

"That sucks!" I say sympathetically.

"I know!" I exclaim angerly. "I was just quoting somebody too, and trying to make a joke. Well, I suppose I can say it now." I take a deep breath and say loud enough for Kenzie to hear, "So, what do you think?"

"What do you mean 'what do I think?'" I asked hopefully.

"Hmmmmmmmmm..." Ben said. "Interesting."

"uh-oh, everyone's thinking! Run for cover!"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" I scream, ducking and covering my head with my arms, wilst jumping and rolling on the ground into the ditch...

"it's an explosion, not a tornado!" i say, laughing at clare's overreaction. but do the same, just in case something fatal actually did happen.

"Kenzie, I was quoting you," I say, "Or perhaps I was quoting Joan..."

"I cracked my head open from hitting a block of cement that was randomly sitting in the middle of the ditch that I happened to jump head first into after the false warning..." I say, while rubbing my hurting head. I try to keep up my mournful look, but minutes later, I break down, and start sniggering. "hehe I lied..." I say evilly.

"I figured," I said. "You weren't in enough pain." I added as an afterthought, "I added a new quote today. Look up Kenzie and 'What happened to happily ever after? Realiy killed it.' will show up.

"I also added the one about cheese," I added.

"hahaha." i laughed.

"Did you add it?" I asked, hoping that someone did.

"But your profile is private Kenzie!" I exclaim...

"I'll post a link," I offer.

http://www.goodreads.com/quotes/searc...

"There you go," I say.

"Hi!" I say breathlessly. I was glad I had managed to join."Veronica, I tried to join through your post in another group, but the link wouldn't work. This is so much fun" I say happily.

"Hopefully our group will grow," I say thoughtfully. "Welcome Amrita!"

"Hi I'm Kenzie," I say to Daisy Flower. "You're first acquaintence. Welcome to the group."

"Giggle Bear?" I question. "Who's Giggle Bear? Please tell."

"Haven't seen her around," I said. "Did she join this group?"

"How old am I?" I ask. "13. And you are?"

"How? I didn't peg you as one." I shrugged. "It doesn't matter. We're all different. And you can't be nearly as much as a nerd as me."

"It's 103 outside!" I exclaim. "Wow you must be burning! It's almost 90 here."

"I live in Michigan," I sigh. "It's nice here but our economy isn't doing so well."

"Neither do - okay well I do sometimes, but only warm - I don't drink cold tea," I say.

"I only drink herbal," I say, butting in to this conversation.

"I drink coffee!!" i say randomly. "I had like seven Starbucks this weekend alone. I'm gonna get fat." i complain.

"COFFEE IS AWESOME!!!!!" I shout.

"Why not?!" i ask concernedly.

"Really?" i ask. "What religion are you? I'm converting to Wicca, but i was born Lutheran. or however you spell it."

"I can't have coffee, either," I say, "But Hot Chocolate is the awesome!"

"Cool," i say. "Not unlike Stephenie Meyer?"

"Stephenie Meyer is a Mormon."

"Really?" I ask, intrigued. "Well, I'll be intrigued later. I'll puke if I don't eat something right now!"