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Our head quarter was the secret trap door we thought nobody knew about. We all pitched in except Jerry (it was in his house plus he never had much money) for a stereo, a flashlight, a lamp, blankets, cd’s and snacks. We managed to keep it hidden from the outside world. Jerry covered it with a dirty bohemian rug. His parents never found it because his Mom was always at work and his Dad was a million miles away. Jerry, Sean, Billy and I always met up at head quarters whenever we needed to get away which was often. We would go there every time we skipped classes. Yes instead of stealing cars or getting stones we gathered at head quarters and talked, read and listened to music. Skipping class was sort of our thing. Anytime there was gym, chemistry and advanced math(for Jerry only) we would ditch faster than a cheetah on the run. I came across the method of only showing up for attendance and ditching actual classes when I read Running With Scissors. Our high school was about the only one that made you walk in single file lines wherever you went which made skipping class that much harder. I would pretend to tie my shoes and fall back in line until I saw Sean give me the thumbs up and I would run quite slickly I might add until I was out of my teacher’s sight. How Jerry and Sean did it I don’t know. Our principal Mrs. Dolby caught us in the act once. After she called our parents and I had a black eye and Sean, a swollen lip she never called our parents back in let alone suspend us.

Now let me explain a wee bit about myself before I go on telling stories. My name is Billy McFadden I’m 15 years and I reside in the city of Chicago. I come from a family. Just a family. My sister Laura is an avant-garde film maker. She’s going to be the next Andy Warhol or so she claims. My Mom is a Sunday school teacher and my dad is an average construction worker. You see they weren’t so bad people. They used to be non-believers, atheists until my Mom was pregnant with a boy. This boy was supposed to grow up achieve the American dream and become a real manly man, it was funny in a way how much plans they had for the son that might be. Then in the delivery room my Mom had a miscarriage and a wave of depression hit her and my dad. They took anti- depressants and went to couples therapy but it just wasn’t working. That’s when Laura rented a movie about religion and faith for class and it struck my parents that all they ever needed was religion. Ever since then my parents were extremists. Little statues of Jesus were all over the place and rugs that said something tacky like Faith, hope and love. My Mom quit her job as a flight attendant and became a Sunday school teacher. It’s sort of like they were part of a brain washing cult. For example, one day when my old 4th grade teacher called my Dad and said that I made people bow down to me so I could give them chocolate chip cookies( I liked power back then and plus I was only pretending to be a King). I came home and my Dad slapped me and made me get on my knees and repeat the Ten Commandments while my Mom threw holy water at my face and told me that the only true King we bow down to is the lord Jesus Christ. It was really cheesy but it sort of scarred me for a long time. Thanks to those two idiots I’ll probably never even bother picking up the bible. So when you see me in Hell remember this story and understand I’m not that bad of a person. Now you’re gonna want to know all that romantic stuff. Now that kind of thing isn’t for me. I’m too awkward and too much of an idiot to even talk to a girl I like let alone date one. But that’s okay I don’t mind much, girls aren’t really my top priority (if I have any). If I’m at home I’m either watching movies or listening to music. Other than that I go and sulk at head quarters or walk around down town with Sean and Jerry getting stoned or talking. If not both. But about the most important thing to know about me is that............

Fill it in.. what is Billy like? Or what does he want based from what I wrote so far.... Be creative

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