Chapter 1

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(From this point on there will be no author's notes, unless it's important 'kay? 'Kay.)

(BTW this author's note was brought to you by me, Max.)



I was 10 when I ran away. My dad was in Afghanistan, with some weapons company? I can't remember. I'm sure you've heard the story. Legendary weapons maker and billionaire Tony Stark gets kidnapped. Oh joy. Then he escapes using a Pre-Iron Man suit. Blah blah blah, he some how becomes even more famous. Yippee.

I'm 12 now. Things have changed. I live in a small hut in Uganda. Nah I'm just messin' around. I live in Sunny Bay, California. The city that is the farthest away from Malibu. YAY! (Dad lives in Malibu Btw.) This place is awesome!!!

I look up, out of my journal. My teacher is asleep, and everyone else is doing a pop quiz. Me? I finished 10 minutes ago. I guess it would be alright to turn it in now. You see, because I am super crazy smart, I have to turn my tests in a little late because I'm sure Dad is sweeping the nation looking for an IQ above 130. Mine is 235. Now, now, numbers may not mean much, so let me give you an example: I built a nuclear engine when I was 5. Good enough for ya?

I got up, and walked over to my teacher. I gently shook him awake. "Mister Bentley, I am done with my test." He woke up, not really that surprised. He took my test.

"Thank you Eon." He looked at me. I looked like I was gonna pee. "You may leave Eon."

"Yes!" He raised his eyebrow. "I mean, thank you." I quickly rushed out. I could hear him chuckling merrily behind me.

"That girl. Always in a rush."

(What do you think? I know I said I wasn't gonna talk. This was more like a pilot chapter. Tell me if you like, please.)

Max out

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