I hate to break it to you, but this is a completely fictional blog. Zach DeMarco doesn’t exist, nor does anything else stated in this blog. Well, Alberta exists, but that’s pretty much it. The little town the DeMarco’s live in is completely made up, as is his crappy existance. It’s not a trick – it’s a story. This blog is for your enjoyment, as well as to broaden my writing abilities.

Right now (As of May 11, 2009), this blog seems pretty normal. Zach DeMarco – normal teenage boy in a rut. In a few updates, and after I understant the difference between posts and pages, you’ll see just how fictional this story gets. Trust me, it’s going to turn into a hellish, sci-fi nightmare.

Want a clue as to what will happen? Okay, I’ll give you a small clue.

zawmbeeees.

Say it outloud or whisper it in your head, the answer will be pretty clear. Not your type of thing? Heeey that’s cool. Don’t let the door slap yah on the way out as you hunt for a more “realistic” blogs on the web. I’m fine with that. But for those of you who are sticking around, thanks! You won’t be disappointed, I think. No, no, wait! Don’t leave! I meant to say, “I’m sure.” Yes, I’m sure you won’t be disappointed.

Also, the story goes from Zach’s point of view to Arlene’s. At the beginning of each chapter, It’ll say whose POV it’s in.

Now who’s behind this? Who is this crazy thang writing at this very moment? My name is…. issss…. Haynebella DuVierra Aclair. Aha. I’m kidding. It’s Veronica. Veronica Sullivan. I’m throwing a (c) claim on this story, too, while I’m at it. Anyways, my name’s Veronica. Call me Ver, Verge, Verginator, Vergalicious, Vee, Veronica, but not Ronnie. Thank yuh.

Okay. Bye.

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You want my age? I’m 15. Hard to believe, do to my immense maturity you say? Well golee-jee, you’re just too kind. I live in Ontario, in case there are any stalkers out there. Any? Any? No? And that’s pretty much it. I lead a boring life.

Yes, that also may be the reason why I’m coming on a blog site, writing up a fake story with zaaaawmbeeees in it. They spice up any situation, I think.

Alright, for real now I’m going to stop writing.

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NOW.