Noah Balboas Hangout

Here's another one of my mystery short stories I write in my free time. It's pretty good. I just wrote it today. Subway Okay Boss, here goes. “The victim was 25 years old, living alone in an apartment building near Manhattan New York. He lived right near the river, and worked in a band, getting occasional gigs every once in a while, most of the time in the Jazz club nearby. He was murdered in his own apartment, and so far no evidence or fingerprints have been found. He played the saxophone, and from what we hear, he was a good man, with good prospects, and a lot of friends.” Peppy continued to explain the information about the murder to his boss, and read from his small notepad, with wads of spit rocketing out of his mouth, from the 3 pieces of gum he had been so engrossed in. They were both standing up, hands grasped onto the bars of the Subway train. They were on their way, after arriving in New York from New Jersey, to the east side of Manhattan. Detective McCormick stood ...

Well basically, I have to wake up at 7 o-clock, eat breakfast, and then take my 100 pound back pack, that's like on the brink of breaking into a million pieces, outside, in the 16 degree weather, with my dry hands, and wait for the bus for like 10 minutes. Then I get on the bus and go Math class, and then I have to take a super duper hard test that's on proportions and ratios, and then I have to go to German class, where I take another hard test on different verb forms of long and crazy German words. After the German test, I have to take a Biology test on meiosis and mitosis. If this isn't enough, I have an appointment to register for surgery in Herrin (which is like 15 minutes away), so me and my Dad take an old green 68' Ford truck down there, that's also on the brink of breaking into a million pieces. By this time it's like 11:30, and we have to wait almost an hour so that the doctor can tell me I can't eat or drink anything 24 hours before my surgery. So...

It's new years, and for me, there's really barely anything to do. My dad is putting my little bro down to bed, so we can't watch a movie yet, my older bro is out somewhere, my other lil bro whos like 2 years old is already asleep, so i really have nothing to do. The only thing that's keeping me alive, is that I dont look bored compared to my older bro who sleeps until 3 o clock in the afternoon. I dont know, the first week of break was pretty fun, but after that... I do have some things to do though. Ive only seen 2 discs of the Seinfeld season 7 I got, and I still havent even finished the second disc of Arrested Development season 3. I just got back from New Jersey, because my mum had a conference and I was seeing my old friend that moved away, and that was pretty fun. We went to New York, Phili, and Atlantic City. Lucky for me, I got to play Monopoly with 6 people at my friends for New Year's, which has a bunch of the Street names of Atlantic City for properties i...