<strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">(It was a beautiful day in Los Angeles. The sun is shining, the birds are chirping, the kids are playing and positivity is in the air. Unfortunately, all of that is about to change.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">???: Yo Charlie, throw the football.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: Ok. You better start running because this is going to be a long one.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">((CHARLIE’S BIO)) {Full Name: Charlie Breao/ Age: 20/ Nationality: American/ Race: African-American/ Height: 5"7"/ Hair: Short and black/ Hobby: Being with friends/ Favorite Dish: Spaghetti/ Hates: Nothing/ Fear: Big spiders}


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">(Charlie threw the football over the dudes’ head and it went into the bushes.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">???: Crap man…you threw it over my head you cock-strong crack head.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: Funny. Shut up and get the ball.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">(The dude went to the bushes and got the ball, but he thought he seen something move in the bushes.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">???: What’s that?


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: Yo, what’s taking so long?


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">???: I thought I saw something. I guess it was nothing.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: Frank…


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: Yeah?


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">((FRANK’S BIO)) {Full Name: Frank Snort/ Age: 20/ Nationality: American/ Race: Caucasian/ Height: 5"8"/ Hair: Short and blond/ Hobby: Messing with people/ Favorite Dish: Pizza/ Hates: Non-pizza lovers/ Fear: Dying without a clean conscious}


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: What did it look like?


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: I really don’t know.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: Just throw the ball.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">(Frank threw the ball to Charlie.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: Nice throw.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: It better be. I am the nicest out of the two of us after all.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: Sure, whatever you say.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">(Charlie threw the ball at Frank, but once again it went over Frank’s head and into the bushes.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: Did you really just do that again?


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: Since you’re the nicest, it would be nice of you to get the football out of the bushes.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: Don’t try to tell jokes. It doesn’t work for you.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: But it was funny.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: No it wasn’t.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: You’re just jealous because I have skills.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: Yeah…bad skills. Now that was funny.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: No it wasn’t because I’m freaking awesome and tight.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: Whatever.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">(Frank went to go get the football out of the bushes.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: Stupid football…where are you?


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">(Frank then saw something move in the bushes.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: What the…


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">(That’s when a squirrel ran out of the bushes which scared Frank and then ran up a tree.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: Oh shit!


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: Ha ha ha ha ha. What’s wrong? Scared of a little squirrel?


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: Shut up! I wasn’t scared…it just startled me.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: Whatever. Just get the football.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: I’m getting it.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">(Frank grabbed the football from out of the bushes.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: Get ready…here it comes.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">(Frank drilled the ball at Charlie. Charlie caught the ball.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: Why you drill the ball?


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: My fault. I didn’t know you needed a reason to throw a ball at someone who’s trying to catch it.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: Now you’re getting smart with me.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: Yeah, so what? What are you going to do about it?


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: I’m going to drill the ball at your head.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: Bring it on.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">(Charlie was getting ready to throw the football, but then he saw someone staggering from out of the bushes.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: Who’s that?


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: Who’s what?


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">(Frank then looked behind himself to see who it was.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: I don’t know. I never seen him before.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">(Charlie then yelled at that person.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: Excuse me sir, but are you ok?


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">(That’s when the man looked over at them and then he fell to the ground.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: Crap! I think he’s hurt. We have to help him.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">(Charlie and Frank ran over to the man.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: Sir, are you ok?


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Man: H…Help…me…please.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">(The man died.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: Hey…hey, wake up. Wake up.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: Why are you shaking him?


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: To wake him up.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: I think he’s dead.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: He’s not dead.The genuine version of this novel can be found on another site. Support the author by reading it there.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">(That’s when Frank slapped the man.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: Wake up.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: What are you doing?


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: I’m waking him up.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">(Frank slapped him again.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: Frank, you can’t slap him back to life.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: Oh yeah, just watch me.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">(Frank slapped the man again.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: Really dude?


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: Yep.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">(That’s when the man started moving.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: Are you serious?


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: Nope. I told you it would work.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: Interesting. Anyway, I think we should call the hospital.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: No shit.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: Shut up.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">(That’s when Charlie was going through his pockets to get his phone.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: Ummm, I have bad news.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: Don’t tell me you forgot your phone.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: I sort of did.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: OMG man. You’re useless.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: I forgot it in my house. I’m sorry.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: I guess I have to use my phone.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">(Frank started looking through his pockets for his phone.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: (I swore I had it.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: Where’s your phone, Frank?


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: I think I left it on your couch.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: Oh really? Way to go, Frank. You’re going to talk about me not having my phone, but you don’t even have your phone on you.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: Look, now is not the time to argue.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: oh, ok. So now is not the time to talk about people forgetting about their phones?


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: Dude, just shut up and help me help him.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: We’ll finish this later.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">(Charlie went to go help Frank carry the man, but the man grabbed Frank by the shoulders and bit his neck.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: Oh shit!


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">(Frank then pushed the man off of him and they both backed away from the man, but Frank tripped and fell to the ground. That’s when the man got up and started walking slowly towards Charlie and Frank.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: Stay away from us you damn dirty human like thingy. (That was horrible.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">(Charlie Picked up the football from off the ground and threw it at the man’s head. The man’s head exploded and his body fell to the ground.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: What in the world? How the hell did that happen?


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: Charlie, help me.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: oh crap! I’m coming, Frank.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">(Charlie then ran over to where Frank was at. Frank was still lying on the ground.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: Frank, speak to me buddy.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: Cough. Charlie, I…don’t think I’m going to make it. My neck is bleeding and I can’t see straight.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: Come on, man. Stay with me.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: Charlie, before I die, I need to tell you something. It’s important. I need to get it off my chest.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: What is it buddy?


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: First, I slept with your girlfriend last night.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: You got to be kidding me. How could you do this to me?


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: The opportunity was right in front of my face. What was I supposed to do?


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: Walk away from it.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: Why would I walk away from a hot, sexy brunette who was willing to give it up so easily?


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: Because she’s my girlfriend and we’re supposed to be “Boyz.”


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: You see, there’s your problem right there. No wonder you’re still a virgin.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: Hey, leave my virginity out of this.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: Anyway, on to the next subject. Secondly, I beat your sister with a brick.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: You beat my sister with a brick?


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: Yeah.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: What the fuck?! Who the hell gave you permission to touch my sister?


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: She did.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: When?


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: Last night.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: Last night? You said you had sex with my girlfriend last night.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: I also had sex with your sister last night too.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: OMFG!


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: I know dude. When she told me to beat her with a brick, I started to wonder about her. But the sex was hella crazy.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: Why the fuck did you have sex with my girlfriend and my sister last night?


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: Dude, how many times do I have to tell you? The opportunity was right there in my face. There was no way I could pass that chance up.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: You better be lucky you’re dying right now because I would’ve killed you already.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: I have one more thing to tell you before I pass away, Charlie.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: You better make this quick.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: Ok. Last night, I killed your mom with my dick.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: W…W…What? What did you just say?


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: Ummmm, I killed your mom with my dick.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">(That’s when Charlie started crying.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: I think I hit it from the back too hard, but yeah, she’s dead.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: What the hell is wrong with you?


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: No. The better question is what the hell is wrong with your family?


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: You stupid son of a bitch. I’ll kill you.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: I thought your family were supposed to be saints. You got screwed over. Big time.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: How could you, Frank? How could you?


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Frank: Dude, it’s all about the opportunity. Opportunity! Opportunity! Opportunity!


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">It’s all about the…


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">(Frank died from losing to much blood.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: I can’t believe he told me all of that.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">(Charlie wiped the tears off his face.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: I have to find out if all of this is true. But more importantly, who was that guy who did this to Frank?


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">(Charlie put Frank on his shoulders and started carrying him.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: You’re heavier than you look. You need to lose some weight. Oh wait, you’re dead. Hahahahahaha. (That wasn’t funny.) Fuck!


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">(Charlie started walking home.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">Charlie: It’s going to take a while to get home from here. Especially, since I have you on my back.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">(Meanwhile…)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">(Someone opened a door and walked into an office.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">???: Sir, here are the files and papers you asked for.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">???: Thank you, Kindra.


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">(The man looked at the paper work.)


    <strong class="markup--strong markup--p-strong"><em class="markup--em markup--p-em">???: Yes. Phase one of my master plan is complete. On to phase two.