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John Doe: Project Ultimate

Creative Created on 9-27-08 Views(111) Story Rating G

John Doe: Project Ultimate

            “Class, today we will be having a new student,” Mr. Peterson announced, “so I want you all to be on your best behavior.” Just then, a boy with fair skin, blonde hair, and green eyes entered the room.  He had a semi-bulky body structure and seemed perfectly normal, accept for the 2 bands of gold he wore around his wrists.  “Ah, you must be John Doe,” The teacher said, “Class, this is your new friend, John.  Say hello, everybody!”

            “Hello!” Everyone exclaimed at once.  John simply waved to them all, grinned, and took the last available seat next to a dark skinned girl with black hair and brown eyes.

            “Hi, I’m Stacy!” The girl exclaimed. 

            “John Doe.  Nice to meet you, Stacy!” John replied. 

            “Ditto!  So, why don’t you know your real name?  Isn’t John Doe a generic name given to unnamed people?” Stacy asked.

            “You don’t take any time at all getting to the important issues, do you?  Apparently, I was in a car accident a day ago and both my parents were killed.  No birth certificates were found, so the doctors called me John Doe,” John answered, “I don’t remember my own name because I’m suffering something called ‘Amnesia’.” 

            “Oh, I’m sorry.  I didn’t think it was that serious.” Stacy apologized.

            “Eh, it’s all right.  I don’t remember any of it at all, so the sadness is kinda hollow.” John replied. 

            “Well, to change the subject, what’s with the bands of gold?” Stacy asked.

            “I have no clue.  I’ve tried removing them, and doctors have tried removing them, but they won’t budge,” John replied.

            “Why would you remove them?  They’re SHINY!!!” Stacy exclaimed. 

            “True, oh so very true!  The only problem is that they dig into my skin and are really uncomfortable.”

            “That must suck. … Wait, if you were in the accident yesterday, how are you perfectly fine?!?” Stacy asked.

            “That’s what the doctors asked.  Apparently, the only damage done was to my memory.  When they got me out of the wreckage, I was perfectly fine, just unconscious,” John answered.  “So, how are you?” He asked.

            “I love how you can just say you were in a car accident, and then ask how my day was as if nothing was wrong!” Stacy exclaimed. 

            “That doesn’t answer my question,” John said.

            “Oh, you know, the usual stuff.” Stacy answered.

            John raised one eyebrow and asked, “And the usual would be…?”

            “I got up, showered, got dressed, ate some French toasties, and then was chased to school by guinea pigs,” Stacy said, grinning as she said that last bit. 

            John chuckled and said, “Then I must have had a very UNusual day today!”

            “OMG YOU DIDN’T GET CHASED BY GUINEA PIGS?!?  SHUUUUUUN!!!!!” Stacy exclaimed and they both laughed.  Of course, heads turned. 

            “Well, does it still count as normal if they were bunnies from hell?” John inquired.

            “Yeah,” Stacy replied, “But isn’t saying they’re from hell a bit redundant?”

            “Yup!” John exclaimed.

            John and Stacy spent all day together, acting incredibly stupid and enjoying every minute of it.  However, like all good things, the day came to an end sooner than they had hoped.  “I’ll see ya tomorrow, John!” Stacy exclaimed. 

            “Bye!” John exclaimed as he got onto a bicycle and peddled away.  He rode up to a 2 story house, parked his bike, and walked in. 

            “I told you NOT to interact with the others,” a soft, metallic voice said, coming from nowhere.

            “Well, until you tell me who I am and why I’m here, I’m not doing a thing YOU say,” John replied.

            “I am afraid I cannot do that.  You must find your own answers,” The voice told him.

            I’ve heard that at least 10 times since yesterday.  John thought to himself.  “Then you and I have nothing to talk about.” He said.

To Be Continued…

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On October 4th 2008 arctcgirl Said :
arctcgirl interesting, KMP
On October 2nd 2008 watersfall Said :
watersfall do it
On September 28th 2008 unreal1298 Said :
unreal1298 this is a very interesting story so far... keep writing it!
On September 27th 2008 ItJustHurts14 Said :
ItJustHurts14 oooo dude i sooo wanna read more!im one of those ppl who are hard to please with books and stories but this, this is amazing
On September 27th 2008 avrilnstreak Said :
avrilnstreak wow thats a gr8 cliffhanger at the ned i cant wait for the next part
On September 27th 2008 ChristieSaya Said :
ChristieSaya I LOVE it!
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williamscott7 And will you people subscribe PLEASE?!? That makes it so much EASIER.
On September 27th 2008 erickagere Said :
erickagere I like it.
On September 27th 2008 williamscott7 Said :
williamscott7 I expect 5 rates before I write the next one. No interest, not John Doe.