Welcome to Blahville

Her hands on her hips, Grace examined her newly built home. 'The first home of many.' she thought. Grace smiled as she hammered in a sign next to her brick house. It read "The Town of ____ville. Pop. 1" With a cheap magic marker, Grace scribbled "Blah" into the blank spot on the sign. "Blahville," she said aloud. "Soon to be the most beautiful town on Earth."

----------500 years later----------

Grace VI, a girl of only 10 years, frowned upon her homework pages. Of all the millions of things in the world, her homework was about the one thing she hated. Math. Wanting a break, Grace wandered outside. She looked around her suburban neighborhood, grinning at the sign next to her brick home that read: "The Town of Blahville. Pop: 1 7350". Her great-great-great-great-grandmother had founded this town, and the next generation of Grace's would take care of it.

Kaitlin glanced around the corner of a stout, brick building. Seeing no one in any direction, Kaitlin stealthily tip-toed out of the dark alley and headed East. She glanced around and, consequently, found herself face to face with a person. Shocked, Kaitlin kept walking and both girls tumbled backwards.


Kaitlin, you have to post this as a reply. I deleted your message after pasting it here. Please be more careful next time.

Admiring the tulips and lilies, Grace strolled through the town. When she finally faced forward, she found herself face to face with a young girl. The girl looked shocked, but kept walking, therefore knocking both girls onto their backs.

"Hey," Grace cried out to her. "Watch where you're going, alright? You might get yourself into a lot more trouble, even with my authority."

Personally, Kaitin was well expecting to be scolded. Shocked by this strange approach, Kaitlin got up and listened to the girl warn her about being careful.

"Yeah, and what kind of autrity might that be?" Kaitlin snapped. Immedietly she bit her lip hard, feeling upset over what she had done. Her bad-girl reputation was more important than this kind lady, who had easily forgiven her? No, not at all.

"But..." Grace began, then stopped herself. She may as well accept the fact that this girl wasn't appreciative and just answer. Sighing, she continued. "I am Grace the Sixth, the descendant of the Grace the First, who founded this town. My mother is the mayor, and soon I will be elected for no one stands a chance against Grace's own family."

Kaitlin was rather shocked at Grace's reply.

"Well, you think you're so special, so high and mighty, huh?"

"Well, if you insist on thinking that, then I suppose I am, as you say, 'high and mighty'. In fact, I am so high and mighty that I can call security on you right now with a simple call with this." Grace replied, holding up a small phone. She flipped open the keyboard, dialed a number, and let her finger hover above the call button.

Grace looked daring, ready to stop Kaitlin's plans. Plans of what? Nothing in particular, but as Grace neared her finger to the call button on her phone, Kaitlin lunged for her, pouncing on her and clicking the end button just as fast as Grace would've pressed the call. Before getting up, Kaitlin grabbed the phone. Then she screamed out at Grace, "You know, just because I act rude doesn't mean you can throw me in jail or something!"

"Actually, that's right. But you can be arrested or at least fined for stealing my phone. While you're here and the police, who surely heard me scream, are about 3 blocks down, wanna take a whack at my wallet? How about my watch?" Grace knew that the police didn't hear her scream, but she knew that she would've gotten Kaitlin at least pretty scared.