Is That True

     "Is that true, dad?" I asked.
     "Yes it is, Danny," my dad, Roger, said. Which means it's not.
     Hi, I'm Danny Imagine (don't make fun of the name). And my dad is a comic book writer at the Imagination Coporation. Every time he gets a new idea, he'll write it out and then run it by me first. It's always fun to hear. Sometimes the story is a Horror, sometimes Science Fiction. But, today, it is a Fantasy.
     The story is called "The Invisible Aliens". Well they weren't actually aliens, but the name works. They were these big creatures that are ablt to go invisible. They are just called aliens of how ugly their faces are. Either way, these "aliens" live behind the trees at every school. You know, those big or bushy trees you see way behind the playgrounds. Almost every school has some.
     "So, remember, Danny. Don't ever go behind those trees at school. Or else the Invisible Aliens will get you," my dad said.
     "Sure, dad." So I didn't... until the next morning.
     I'm only 13, so I go to middle school like any other 13-year-old. I'm in the eigth grade and the school year just started, so I have a long way to go until high school. At least I'm finally at the top of the school. All kids shall bow downto me. Or not, I really don't care.
     Benjamin Franklin middle school is really boring. The teacher lecture you and teach you nothing.That is totally why I'm failing. Well, it's either that or what my teachers say. "Danny, do your homework...Danny, pay attention...Danny, quit doodling and finish your test." I say my side is more believable. Whatever.
     Now, it's lunch time, my favorite time of the school day. I get to see my two best friends Zack and Kelly. We've known each other since the third grade. Kelly is the tomboyish girl who isn't afraid of anything but has a girly side. ( How does that confuse you?) And Zack is the geek who is afraid of everything but is always there for us. So I think I'll keep them around.
     Today, I told them about the invisible aliens story.
     "Is that true?" Kelly asked.
     "Well, my dad says yes, but I doubt is is." I said.
     "I hope it's not. That sounds scary. I mean, invisible creatures that hides behind the trees and wait to eat you." Zack said, cowardly.
     "Oh, come on, Zack. You can't be afraid of things that don't even exist." Kelly said.
     "Well, we don't know for sure it it's real or not. What if they were always there, waiting for kids like us to come over and eat up?"
     "You guys want to find out? I asked.
     "Yes," said Kelly.
     "No," said Zack.
     "Yes"
     "No"
     "Why not?"
     "I'm scared."
     "Well don't you want to find if it's real or not for you to even be scared of it?"
     "What?" I asked.
     "Well you know what I mean!" she said.
     "Fine I'll go. Happy?" Zack said.
     "Ok. Now we need a plan to go behind there without anyone knowing what we're up to. I think I'll go first to make sure if there is anything for us to see or even care about." I said.
     "I have an idea," said Kelly, "How about we grab a football from the ball bin and throw it around? And, then, Danny will stand in front of the trees to get 'open'. After that, I'll throw the ball really hard behind the trees. And that's when Danny will have a chance to go behind the trees and look for the aliens."
     "If there are any," said Zack.
     "Sounds good to me," I said, "Let's do it!"
     "Recess" yelled the teachers. And, like all the other students, we ran outside as fast as we could. I made sure to grab a football before they were all gone. The rest of the Plan went pretty smoothly. We all got into positions and got ready. First we had to throw the ball around first so no one got suspicious. Then it was time. I motioned for Kally to throw it over me. She aimed and got it right behind the trees. Now it's up to me.
     It was easy. All I had to do was go "get the ball". And that's just what I did. When I got behind the trees, I looked around to find anything. Then, I remembered that they were invisible. So I stuck my hands out and started swaying them around. I looked like a scared toddler in a dark room, finding a switch (or in this case a monster) that I can't find.
     After a few minutes of walking around, I decided that it was time to go back and break the bad news to the other guys.
     "Hey Danny," said Kelly, "did you find anything?"
     "Nope. Sorry guys." I said.
     "Danny...what's that?" Zack asked. He was pointing at something on the back of my shirt. Then he grabbed something. It was a piece of paper. But not paper like we have in school. It was a piece of old paper. The things that were made of animal skin or something. Either way, it wasn't mine. So I took the paper and read it. I said, "I see you,"
     "Wait. Who sees us?" asked Zack.
     "I don't know." I said.
     "Well did you see or hear anything back there?" Kelly asked.
     "Not at all."
     "Then let's go back there and find who or what put that not on your back."
     "Or let's not." said Zack.
     "It'll be fine." said Kelly, "come on."
     RING! RING! RING! The school bell.
     "Well, I guess we'll try tomorrow." I said.
     The next morning, I woke up and got ready for school. But, more importantly, I got ready for my search for invisible aliens. At breakfast, I was looking at the paper. Who sees us? And what do they want?
     Then out of nowhere, my older brother, Steve, grabbed the sheet right out of my havd. Steve is 17. So he is the annoying older brother that is always in your business and on your case.
     "What do you have here, Dandy Danny?" Yep. that's his, oh so, stupid nickname for me. I really don't know exactly what "dandy" means, but I doubt he does either. I think it's supposed to mean girly or something. Either way, he took my paper.
     "Hey, give it back, Steve. Even though I know in every fiber in my being that he won't give it back without a fight (Notice: no snappy come-back to the whole Dandy thing (I'm not good with words)).
     So I grabbed it out of his hands when he wasn't paying attention.
     "What does that mean?" he said with a puzzled look on his face.
     "None of your business!"
     "Okay. Then take this." He had a glass of water in his hand and splashed me when I wasn't looking. I got so mad, I was gonna thow my breakfast at him. But, then, I saaw something.
     My paper got wet as well. And when I turned the paper over, there were words coming out of nowhere. It must've been invisible ink or something (get it?). The paper says, "We need your help."
     "Who is we?"

TO BE CONTINUED!