Title:           The Tale of Andrew Miracles
Author:          Yeveral
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First Edit:      Wednesday 15th of July 2015 11:49:11 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Wednesday 15th of July 2015 11:49:11 PM CDT

>Be Andrew Miracles.
>Wake up breathing heavily in cold sweat.
"Phew, i-it was all just a dream.."
>But what if wasn't?
>You put on your clothes, and go downstairs to see if your father isn't still trying to assassinate you.
>You peak you head through the railing, to see your father eating drinking his coffee, and reading the morning paper.
>Safe to say that the dream is over.
>You walk down, confident your father or Twilight wont murder you,
"Hey Dad"
>"Mornin' Son. Did you sleep well last night."
"Yeah. I guess."
>"Well that's good."
"But, I had this really bizarre dream."
>"Hm, really? What was it about?"
"Well... This girl at my school came over, and we were doing some quickscoping."
>"Quickscoping? Ha, you kids and your weird fads. Boys will be boys I suppose."
"Well, yeah, but the dream's not over yet. I woke up the next morning, and me and the girl from school, we started a business based on quickscoping. But then, some guy in the back seat had a gun on us when we were driving. That guy just like, pulled off his face, and it was revealed to be you"
>Your father chuckles to himself.
"So you and the girl then point the gun at me, and tell me to get out of the car, and drive off with me lying on the sidewalk."
>"Ha ha, that certainly does sound pretty bizarre son."
"Yeah, ha, I guess it was."
>You look outside and see the bus.
"Well Dad, see you after school, I gotta get going."
>"Have a good day, son."
"You too."
>You grab your backpack, run outside and hop onto the bus.
>The door closes, and you search around for a seat.
>Most of them are all taken up. Except for one half empty seat next to... Twilight.
 
>You take a seat down next to Twilight.
"Hey Twilight! How are you doing?"
>She looks at you nervously.
>"U-uh, g-good I guess.."
>Oops. You forgot that you've never actually talked to Twilight before outside of your dream.
>She doesn't even really know you, or even your name.
>This just got a lot more awkward. Maybe she like likes quickscope?
"S-so Twilight, I have a question."
>Don't fucking do it Andrew.
>"Y-yeah?"
>Don't fucking ask her if she-
"D-do you like to quickscope?"
>GG.
>"N-no.. N-not really, n-no."
"Oh... Okay then.."
>Well this couldn't get anymore awkward
"So... I take it that you're a hardscoper then?"
>"U-umm, n-no..."
>She looks away from you, and covers the side of her face.
"So, what gun do you like to use then? LMG, SMG, AR's?"
>"I-I d-don't like v-vidya.."
"Oh... Well that's a shame. Kinda thought that you know... a girl of taste."
>That statement seems to enrage her.
>She's about to say something, but then stops herself.
>The two of you spend the rest of the awkward bus ride in silence.
 
>The bus finally pulls up to the school and haults to a stop.
"Well Twilight, it was fun conversing with you."
>She takes her stuff, and walks away without a word.
>You place a hand on her shoulder.
"The name's Andrew. Andrew Miracles."
>"O-ok..."
>She walks off the bus.
>It appears you and Twilight don't have much in common at all.
>Your dream just gave you false hope, but maybe also some confidence.
>You've always wanted a nerdy qt3.14, and your demand will not be denied.
>Luckily, Twi's in most of your class, except for PE, so you have plenty of opportunites.
>You're gonna have to get around to knowing Twilight a little bit more.
>You walk to your first period class, which also happens to be Twi's class.
>You go into your classroom, first to sit down like every other day.
>You rub your hands together in anticipation for learning.
>Operation Get to Know Twilight begins now.
 
>After meditating for the remaining time, the bell rings.
>You exit your peaceful world, and jump back into reality.
>Students come flooding in. Look at all of them. Such casuals.
>Everybody takes their seat.
>You dreamily stare at Twilight through the sea of students.
>Something about her lures you to her like a Siren.
"Ooohhh, Twilight..."
>Everyone around you turns to you, wondering what the fuck you just said.
>Twilight, surprisingly, isn't very well liked at Canterlot High
>Maybe you could have said that a little bit more silently.
>Gotta say something quick.
"Uhhh, BETTER LOVE STORY THAN TWILIGHT AMMIRIGHT?!"
>Everyone breaks into a fit of laughter.
>"LOL! truuee!"
>"XXDDDDDDD LOL"
>That seemed to make them forget that you were actually talking about Twilight the student.
>They calm down after a few minutes. There's a few snickers here and there, but it seems to have stopped at this point.
>Don't want to make another mistake like that.
>If any rumors were to spread about this, it would bring lots unwanted attention to both you and Twilight.
 
>To not bring any more attention to you and Twilight, you decide to keep quiet the rest of the period.
>Not much happens. We're just watching some WWII documentary, with students making the occasional Hitler joke.
>You meditate throughout the whole thing.
>You imagine yourself in multiple scenarios with Twilight, and how you would respond to her.
>All your attempts are useless on her.
>You can't even get imaginary pussy.
>You exit your world, and enter the classroom once again.
>Perhaps you don't know her well enough to approach her yet?
>You have a vague idea of what she's like after your conversation with her on the bus.
>She look visibly annoyed when I talked to her about cawofdooty, so you're guessing she's a hipster.
>Or she just doesn't like vidya games.
>idk
>You just notice the bell's about to ring.
>"Okay class! Put your notes away!"
>The volume in the room starts to slowly increase the closer the bell is to ringing.
>Once the volume is as high as it can possibly go, the bell rings.
>The volume begins to disperse out and into the hallways.
>You start to get up, but then notice Twilight still putting her things away.
>You decide to wait it out, and zip up your backpack, pretending to put something away.
>Once mostly everybody's out of the room, you walk over to Twilight, who's just getting up.
"Hey Twilight, did you enjoy the movie?"
>"I-it was a documentary a-actually..."
"Oh, yeah. My mistake..."
>She walks out. You speedwalk up next to her.
"Well, did you enjoy it?"
>Awkward silence.
 
>"...It was okay I guess?"
>More awkwardness.
>We're off at a fantastic start. Fantastic.
"Well, I guess I'll talk to you later.. maybe."
>You walk away to your next class.
>"W-wait!"
>You turn around at her.
"Yes?"
>"T-thanks for diverting all the attention away from m-me."
"You're welcome. It was nothing really."
>You look down at your watch.
"Well, we better get to class. Don't want to be late. I'll see you later Twilight."
>Hopefully.
>"O-ok. B-bye, Andrew."
>You wave as you walk off to Somoan 2.
>That was only one small step, but you still moved forward nonetheless.
>So you arrive at Somoan 2.
>No Twilight this period, as she has PE right now.
>You sit down in your seat next to the window, like an anime MC.
>You re-enter your meditation state and think about your next course of action.
 
>Thinking about possible ways to approach Twilight. You take notes about possible outcomes, and how to respond.
>Some may call you crazy for planning ever possible outcome of something simple like asking a girl to go out.
>For taking great strides to get the things that you want.
>Many call it crazy, but you call it genius.
>Andrew Miracles is not a person who gives up when it comes to getting their way.
>It's a trait that's been passed down the Miracles bloodline.
>Evident by all your family, being all very successful in life.
>Twilight has always seemed unsuccessful.
>But you see a lot of potential in her to be successful, and to pass on your traits.
>You take a quick glance outside, and see some girls in PE doing stretches out in the field.
>You immediately spot Twilight.
>She isn't very gifted when it comes to her bust size, but dem curves.
>Dem legs. That booty tho.
>Somebody taps you on the shoulder.
>You turn around, and it's some stacy named Stacy asking for a pencil.
>You get up out of your seat and look at her.
"Why did you do that? Can't you see that I'm busy with something? Go ask somebody else!"
>"OK, fine... dick."
>You sit back down and shake your head at her.
>You decide to let her insult slide. She's just nothing.
>You keep looking outside to admire Twilight's body.
>It's very thin, but it's curvy.
>You don't think you can take the teasing anymore.
 
>They're doing toe touches, your fetish.
>That's it, I gotta get out of here.
>You raise your hand and tap on the desk, still watching.
>"Yes Andrew?"
"May I be please be excused? I need to attend to some matters in the men's room."
>"Yeah sure, just don't take too long,"
"Thank you very much."
>Some chad, Chad laughs to himself and looks over at his friend.
>"Oh, look at me, I'm Andrew Miracles, may I please take a shit? I have to attend the restroom." He says in a girly tone.
>You walk over to his desk.
"Was that supposed to be me?"
>"Yeah fag, who else would it be?"
>You slam your fist on his desk.
"If you're going to throw childish banter at me, at least put some thought into it. That was absolutey pathetic. I expect you to come here tomorrow, with an actual insult ready for me when class starts, bitch."
>You take your fist off his desk and walk off to the bathroom.
>You impatiently get into the stal and make sure it's locked.
>You unzip your pants and unleash your willy. You haven't ever fapped once in your life.
>You've been saving your first fap for something that was actually worth it.
>This is worth is 100%
>You start smashing it hard to the image of Twilight doing those toe touches.
>Feels so good.
>You unleash your imperial army all over the door.
>You start breathing heavily.
"God damn it Twilight, you're amazing." You say over your breath.
>You literaly just notice, but there's two feet, standing right there, right in front of the stal...
>And when they see who comes out, word will get around, maybe Twilight eventually, turning her off to me.
>Good fucking going Andrew.
 
>A deep, black man's voice asks, "Who's in there?!"
>This guy doesn't sound like any student that goes here.
>You take a wad of toilet paper and get it wet with the water and smack it against the toilet rim to immitate fapping.
>Stupid as fuck, but it's all you can think of.
>"Ayo, I said who's in that stal!"
>You reach your arm out to unlock and open the door, still smacking it against the rim.
>"What the fuck you doing yo?"
>Taking a good look at him, you realize he's just the janitor.
>A really fucking big janitor. Looks like Huel from Breaking Bad, with a hint of Terry Crews.
"I'm just, uh, cleaning up the stal, nothing more!"
>"Nah yo, you said something about this 'Twilight' girl."
"N-no, no! I said, uh, 'God damnit Mike, you're disgusting' Yeah, that's what I said."
>"Really?"
"Yes. This big dude, bigger than you, his name's Mike. I saw him walk out of here, and just- shit everywhere! And the other stals were taken, so I-I thought to take initiative, and clean up this mess myself. So here I am now, cleaning as I proceded to do. Heh."
>"Well I appreciate that, lil' cracka. You just my job a whole lot easier. I wish I could repay you someho-"
"Nah! Don't worry about it!" you say as you toss the paper into the toilet and flush. "I wanted to do it, honest. You know, didn't want somebody else to clean up someone else's mess, you know."
>"For sho man, and I respect you for that." He pats you on the back as you walk out of the stal. "And hey, kids do crazy shit in these stals man, heh, you know know what I'm saying?"
"Definitely man."
>"Well, you scurry off to class now, and thanks again man."
"Like I said, it was nothing! And hey, you make sure to have a nice day."
>"You too, Church man!"
>You walk back to class, after that smooth way you evaded trouble, and sit back down in your seat.
>Feels good to be a gangster.