my oc

Chapter 1: Stalker much?
Gwen POV
Finally! Summer's here, no plus math, no plus science, history, ou english, and no plus homework! I got up brushed my teeth and went to go and make myself some breakfast par pouring me some cereal. My annoying little brother Alex walked in.
Alex: Can toi make me some I'm still halfway asleep?
Gwen: No squirt, make it yourself toi ask me the same thing every morning. I'm not your maid!
Alex: A... yes toi are.
Gwen: No I'm not, let me enjoy my summer, make it your self toi little brat!
Alex: No!!! Oh my god fine, I hope toi get hit par a car, toi butt!
Well as...

plus people are walking par now; their clothes have spots of paint on them.

“Do toi know where Chef went?” I asked the tall tanned guy who I’m guessing is Mike.

“He’s down par the dock. You, eh, haven’t seen Zoey, have you?”

Zoey? OH, the girl with the fleur in her hair. I haven’t seen her since we were all on the dock together. I shake my head.

“We’ll tell her toi were looking for her if we see her,” Cody tells him and Mike nods.

“Thanks,” He smiles, and walks towards the cabins.

Cody and I walk for a few plus minutes, until I hear a feu of a paintball gun. I turn around...