5a

"Mortimer? Mortimer? Where are you?" calls Simon Hedges. I have known Simon for seven years now. He is my best friend ever. i met him in Philadelphia one day at the Liberty Bell. We started bonding over age, chess, home cities, and girls. Soon, I started visiting him everyday after school. Simon has thick, curly blond hair cut off at the bottom of his ear. He has bright, see-through, blue eyes with freckles randomly scattered across his pale face.
"Look above your freakishly fat head, up here. I'm on top of the roof, you ninny!" I reply. i have noticed that Sometimes i am too rude to him, while he has been so kind to me over the last few years. Oh, where are my manners?! my name is Mortimer Twill, captain of the chess team and quarterback for my school football team, the Crushers. I have long, straight, poop-colored hair and tan skin. even though i am a football player, i have a fairly chubby belly that rolls over if i am nit constantly working out.
"What are you doing up there?" came the worried tone of Simon. I explain that my small, grass-green cupola had arrived from a man that i met on Facebook. the package contained, of course, the cupola, a weather vane, instructions, some weird type of lamp-ish thing...
"I was going to wait for you to help me install these items but i was so exited that i had to start. So, i asked my mother for a big ladder and then i climbed up and now i am trying to make sense of this Spanish instruction booklet!"
I waited for his reaction, but nothing came. After around two minutes, i heard him speak a single word, "Yes."
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"I was thinking if i will help you this afternoon, and i decided i would." he informed me. "Now get down on solid Earth before you fall and break your neck!"
"Thanks, Buddy! Hey, Double Chocolate-Caramel Swirl Moose Tracks Ice Cream on me,okay? Lets go!"
-this blog was posted by the one and only Hannah Liebscher! =D