Pancake Man: A Fictional Narrative

"Who's this sexy thing?"one guy asked smacking my bum. I was so frightened I drop The last plate shattering it into pieces with the food every where.

I was very surprised. I then said, “It wasn’t me! I swear.! Lana tripped and dropped all of her things.”

I turned my head and saw him standing at the door behind me. He was looking right at my drawing.

“YAY! I finally graduated! Villanova University Class of 2015!” “Now it’s time to enjoy a meal with the family.” These were words that I said the day of my graduation in May of this past year. I am sitting here now reminiscing on this very important day in my life. All this nostalgia is getting me hungry, so I decided to take a trip to the Cheesecake Factory to re-live the experience. From the outside, the Cheesecake Factory looked like a big castle; the inside was huge. The lighting was really pretty, especially at night. They have a nice cheesecake display that could be admired as soon as one enters the restaurant. I could smell the rich, decadent cheesecakes. The seating is either tables or booths. The restaurant was very inviting. The

“Yes, actually. I just took out a fresh tray of Macarons for you two to try!”

Most of them were taken, but then I saw Jack and he waved at me and yelled: “Hey, over here!” I walked over to him and said: “Hey, what's up?” “Not much,” he said “We didn’t really do anything, all the teachers just had us learn the other people's names and what they liked.” We kept taking throughout lunch, and then the bell rang. “See ya later,” he said “See ya,” I said.

“What did you mean at the restaurant when you proposed we enter into a committed relationship together?” Addison asked.

He started raising his fist, I threw my arms up so they covered my face. He went to swing but missed. He started to stumble towards where the knifes are, "You-YOU better leave this house a-and don't come back!" Swinging the knife around

"Nothing. We've only ever been work friends. Lunch and sometimes coffee dates before and after work. There was never anything more than that between us."

This story is going to be about gingerbread men walking around candy canes singing songs about Christmas. the gingerbread men start eating cake and then they made a gingerbread house to live in so they don’t have to live outside all day because it was snowing since it was Christmas but snowing is not always about christmas. And then there was a snowman that the gingerbread men made so they can have fun too instead of eating cake, the candy canes and other sweets.

He started walking towards the restaurant with his head held high. He entered the Coffee Cup and glanced around the room. Suddenly, something familiar caught his eye. It was the swordfish! His jaw dropped and he stared at the swordfish for a good 5 minutes before a waitress came up to him.

" Yeah", I say as he smirks a little causing me to suck in my bottom lip.

I hit the wall, not exaggerating, a single centimeter above his petty head. He looks at me wide-eyed and pulls out a walkie-talkie in one hand and a gun in the other.

She gets back to find that Brian had eaten more than half of the cupcake and she’s impressed, if not a little jealous. She sometimes wishes she could be that brave.

He left his seat as I stood frozen in shock. He walked to the back of the classroom. He balled-up his thick fist and PUNCHED the classroom’s back wall.