"Hey, Shawn get your butt over here!" my dad said to me.
When I got over there, I sat down, while still a bit tired. I was about to fall off my chair because of my dad's lecture.
"You need to keep on training so you can enter the tournament. Remember it's The Grand Swordsmanship." he said.
I think he noticed I was sleeping on the table, so he slammed some books on it and I sort of jumped.
"So you can bring back the prize money!" he said.
"Well I think it's too much work, dad!" I shouted, actually more awake. "How do you expect me to train when the tournament is only two weeks away? Usually people start training months before that!"
"So what?!" he said. "I'm trying to make you strong, so you can win!"
"What if I don't want to enter?" I countered. "Can't you ask Steven?!" (My older brother)
"Hey, don't bring me into your argument! I'm leaving!" Steven said.
"I'm also leaving!"
"So am I!" I said, insignificantly.
When I left I went to my favorite spot, the meadows. I lay in the soft grass, while staring in the clouds. I was thinking about the Grand Swordsmanship Tournament.
Can I really win the tournament? What if I lose? My dad is just going to yell at me even more…hmm…I wonder what will happen if I drop out.
Someone pops up in front of my face. "How are you?!" she asked.
I screamed and rolled over. Then I got up, after finding out it was my best friend.
"Claire, when did you get here?" I asked.
Then she smiles. "A while ago." she said. "Why were you just lying there? Something bothering you?"
"No not really." I said.
"I knew you for a long time!" she said to me. "That means I know when you're lying! Tell me!"
"Fine, my dad, Steven, and I were arguing." I told her.
I explained to her everything about why were we arguing.
"Okay, I understand since there is a lot of pressure in fighting in the tournament." she said.
"I know right. It's crazy, why would he let me fight in it instead of Steven?" I said.
"Well I think it's because Steven has a job and you don't, ha-ha!" she said.
"Funny," I said to her in a sarcastic tone.
"Well it's true!" she said with a laugh.
"Yeah, it's true." I said in my head.
"Well I better get going now." she said.
"Ya, me too." I said happily.
"You want me to walk you home?" I asked.
"Sure!" she said.
We walked back to Claire's and I saw her run to her door step.
"See you later!" I said.
"Bye!" she said with a wave.
Then I walked home.
"I'm home!" I shouted.
"Hi bro, dad isn't home yet." Steven told me.
"Cool, now I can make my ultimate peanut butter sandwich!" I said aloud.
"Oh geez," Steven said. "Not this again, how do you eat something that big? It's crazy!"
"I got a big stomach. Don't blame me for this curse!" I said.
The sand which contained: four slices of bread, thick spreads of chunky peanut butter, strawberry jam, a hand full of chocolate chips, lettuce, potato chips, slices of banana, and a lot of sugar. After I ate it, I felt satisfied.
"YES! finished it! New record 1 minute!" I yelled proudly.
"Oh my goodness, how do you do that?" Steven asked
Just then, the door opened. "Hey kids! come now!" my dad said coming in. "I got a surprise."
Shawn:The son and brother of Steven,and he is a 14 year old boy he wears black clothing he has brown hair and is 5 foot tall and 9 inches,also has dark brown eyes.
Dad:The father of Shawn and Steven a single parent,he has black hair and wears brown clothing he is 6 feet tall and 6 inches and also has dark brown eyes
Steven:The eldest brother of Shawn,he has black hair and dark brown eyes he wear blue clothing he is 18 years old he is 6 feet tall and 2 inches
Claire:She is Shawn's best friend she is 5 feet tall and 6 inches she wear pink clothing and she has hazel eyes she is 14 years old but younger then Shawn