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Creative Writing: Jeez John

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(Fred's POV) Jeez John was eager, he was practically sprinting at full speed to them now. I better catch up or he'll embarrass himself, I quietly thought to myself. "John! slow down. They're not going to just suddenly disappear! well, maybe they will if they see you running full speed at them" John turned to face me before stopping. He gave me a quick nod of acknowledgment, he obviously was getting nervous. I quickly closed the gap between us and returned to a normal walking pace. But he had stopped moving. We were about ten meters from them and he just stopped. Great, I thought sarcastically. What on earth was he doing now? "Fred, I don't know if I can" Wait? What? Why was he pulling out now? "Oh no! You are facing your fears, big man. I don't care how scared or nervous you are!" I ran behind The Master Chief and pushed him forward. But he had braced himself so that it was harder for me to make him move. He just wouldn't budge and his half a ton of MJOLNIR didn't help. I tried again but he still didn't move. "No, I can't. She... She doesn't feel the same way as me. I'll just make a fool of myself and then she'll hate me for saying something like that." His voice was shaking and I could barely understand …show more content…

But because of their stupid tendency to tinker with every item they see, it takes them a hell of a long time to finish actually doing the job they were assigned to. Kelly, she loved those things it was funny and annoying. She would sit there watching them which was funny, and of course, after she would always go and play games with them which was annoying because that meant that both her and huragok where distracted. I think she was the only SPARTAN that let them tinker with her armor, she often let them upgrade her armor so that she could run quicker; because she wasn't already quick

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