I'm writing a story!
It's called "The Case Of The Missing Orca"
It takes place at SeaWorld, Orlando. Basically, a 13 year old boy who lives in Orlando, FLA, and realizes a whale is missing. he tracks it down to a whaler who kidnapped the whale.
The Case Of The Missing Orca
The SeaWorld Adventures.
“Good morning. You’re the one who has reported the missing orca?”
“Thank you. Tell me your name.”
“Tim. Tim Michals.”
Thank you. We will get back to you.
One Month Earlier
“Tim? Tim? Is that you?” His mom said. “I’m getting up,” Tim yelled down. “Hurry! You’ll miss the bus!!” Living in Orlando, Florida, he knew that there were theme parks all around him. But one was his favorite. It was SeaWorld. SeaWorld was just around the corner, and Tim loved going there after school. Unfortunately, the 7th grade wasn’t kind to him. He was loaded with homework and tests. But as he walked on the bus and it rolled away, he realized something. He forgot his homework – which was already 3 days late. “Shoot!” he said under his breath. Only, he didn’t say shoot.
He didn’t have the best technology, but his mom did buy him a DS. He switched it on at about 8:45, and his friend, Chip, was online, too.
Tim: what are you doing chip?
Chipndale: did you do your homework?
Tim: no. I left it at home! :/
Chipndale: Where are u?
Tim: passing ur neighborhood.
Chipndale: oh. I’m at the school, gtg!
Tim: see u.
He switched off his DS, and got off the bus. He walked into his homeroom class, with Mrs. Yearwood. “Alright! Take out your book and read! I don’t want to hear a word from you guys or I will give you a detention!” she yelled. Tim took out his book and read. “Also! I want to see your homework, Tim! Take it out!” she yelled. Tim took a deep breath and gulped.
The detention room was small, and only had a few desks. A large woman was in there, and she wore glasses, and had freckles all over her body. Her name was Mrs. Bayless. Mrs. Yearwood escorted him into the room. She was an old, scrawny woman, who was the strictest teacher in the whole school. He saw one student, Rick, (The bully), looked up and gave him the evil eye. Mrs. Yearwood whispered something in Mrs. Bayless’ ear, and gave him another copy of his (Late) homework. “Finish this,” Mrs. Yearwood told him, “and then you may go to your next period.” She walked away, and Tim began. He had to do some reading, math, and Language Arts packets for the state test. He started, but then his eyes became heavy.
He fell asleep.
“DING! DING! DING! DING! DING!” The bell sounded. 4 rings- change classes. But when he looked up, nobody was there. Nobody, except for Mrs. Yearwood. She yelled at him, “You fell asleep?! Why did you fall asleep?!”
“I… don’t know.”
“Do you know what this means?” Her voice softened, as if she was (finally) settling down.
“Yes. I get an ‘F’”
“That’s right. Come on. It is time for lunch.”
She grabbed him by the arm to lunch, and walked off.
At lunch, he sat next to chip. He was a larger person, and you would almost mistake him for a football player. “So you going to Sea World after lunch?” Chip asked. “Yes, but I’m going to stay at the Shamu Stadium.” Tim added. Suddenly, a girl half a foot smaller than Tim, with blue eyes, black hair, walked up. She also wore flip-flops, and wore shorts and an orange T-shirt that said Sea World Orlando. She said, “Oh! I just love Killer Whales!”
“Orcas,” Tim corrected.
“That’s what I meant.” She added. “I’m Charlene. And you are?”
At the end of the day, Tim got on his bike, and went to Sea World. He had his annual pass to Sea World in his backpack at all times, and he was allowed to go to Sea World after school. He walked in, and walked over to the Shamu Stadium. After 3 minutes, Charlene showed up, and greeted Tim. “Hi.” She said.
Tim said hi back and she sat down next to him. Tim noticed that the show was starting, and he saw whales doing flips and jumps. “Wow.” He whispered. As the show ended, they went to the Shamu viewing area. Tim knew something was missing. “Where’s the fourth Orca?” he asked. Charlene said, “I don’t know! Wait, what’s this? An note?”
The note header read, “I have your Orca. Find him by July 14, 2010 or he’s shark meat!”
“Oh. No.” Charlene said.
“What?” Tim asked.
“Look at this note.”
Tim read it, and said, “Oh my god. Do you know who may have written this?”
“I know who that is! I heard about him on the news! His name is Derek Slaughen!”
“I know. Weird name. He’s a whaler, and somehow he got this whale!”
“How could he get a 1 ton orca past security overnight?”
“I don’t know. He could have done it by helicopter.”
“Come over to my place tonight and we can do more research.” Tim said.
For fun. I am reading a good book and I decided to write one myself. ;)
When Charlene came over, Tim’s mom greeted her, (She had known she was coming over), and they went into Tim’s room. He turned on his computer, Charlene took off her flip-flops, Tim loaded the internet up, and they typed in the whaler’s name. “There he is!” Charlene pointed out. “It says here that he takes Orca meat and feeds it to sharks!”
“Why would he do that?”
I don’t know. There’s got to be something wrong with him.”
“Should we talk to a trainer?”
“I know one. His name is Jack. He knows every Orca fairly well, and he’s my older brother.”
Tim clicked out of the window, shut down the computer, as Charlene had to leave. He said goodbye, she left. It was 9:45pm and he decided to go to bed. He went to sleep, and dreamed about the orca.
It was the last day of school, and Tim was happy. After school, Charlene, Chip, and Tim went to Sea World to find out about the orca. Charlene showed the security guard her pass, and they walked into the orca training area. “
“Jack” Charlene said,
“Have you noticed this missing orca?”
“Yes, but I havn’t told anyone.
“We know who stole him.”
“Who?!” Jack said, it almost sounded as if he was yelling, and a few guests in the grandstands looked over.
Tim replied, “He’s a whaler who kills whales and feeds them to sharks. He has a strange profession…” He trailed off. “Do you know anything about the orca?” Charlene asked. “Not much, she was new, but she is pregnant. This is bad…” The situation sounded worse than it really was, because the whale wasn’t long enough into pregnancy to be too worried.
Suddenly, a man wearing a security guard outfit walked up to Tim and Charlene, and put a gun to their chest, and followed them to a van. “You will say nothing about this, or I will kill you.” Hissed a man who was with the fake security guard.
“You won’t say a thing!”