Goodbye, childhood! Goodbye toys, goodbye imaginary friend called Gruddly, and good riddance to dresses!
Seriously, I hate wearing dresses. (I’ll explain why in a later post.)
Anyway, it’s time for you all to know who I am. I am Jedidiah Marcus Anthony Hamilton, the son of Edwin and Lucinda Hamilton. My twin sister is Jemima and my younger brother is Kieran. (There’s also my cousin Reinaldo; but he lives with us because his mother is crazy. But let’s not start.)
Stuart, Mara, Irene, and Pearl wondered to themselves as they were reeling from hearing an explosion down the street. They were driving around the neighborhood in their golf cart, looking for clues that could point them to their missing friend/ringleader, Tanya Shinnok.
But something had exploded, and the kids hoped that it wasn’t their secret clubhouse. That clubhouse had been a staple of the city of Harrison Creek, Oregon; nobody could get rid of the old trailer that served as the unofficial playhouse removed from the backyard of the house where Janice Fraser once lived with her family.
Mara frowned as she noticed that a crowd had gathered near the driveway of that house in question. The family living in the house were evacuated. The Teen Rebels stepped out of the golf cart and walked towards the backyard.