Rude Awakening

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I woke up today with a huge headache. I groan and turn over to see fool bear staring at me.

"What do you want?" I ask. He simply points at the clock. I have only ten minutes to get ready for  school?! I gasp in shock and quickly rush as fast as I can to get my stuff ready. I can see him laughing for some reason...

"What's so funny?" I ask. I yank his phone away to reveal that he set our clock an hour later. God, I hate this dude. And his sense of humor. Mostly his sense of humor is either...

1. Fart Jokes,

2. Tripping people over,

3. Starting stupid drama,

4. Pranks.

So that would probably give you a general idea of why he's such a pain.

"Aww, don't tell me you're gonna cry and throw a tantrum again!!" He says. "I thought you said you were mature enough to handle"-

I snap on this idiot. I grab his stupid neck and shake the living daylights out of him till it sounds like a bell ringing. "Say something stupid one more time, I fucking dare you!" I grind his ugly face into the floor. "Ow, stop! You're gonna give me a nosebleed if you keep this up!" I honestly couldn't care less until someone knocks on our door.

"Guys, keep it down! School doesn't start yet!!" They yell. "If you don't I'll report you to principal Sam!"


Soon, an hour goes by, and I find myself back in boring old class. I was trying to act completely motivated for today until they announced homework. I hate homework. Everyone does except our annoying class pet, strawbeary. Every time they open their mouth I just want to take them, shove them in an oven with a strawberry shortcake and then feed them to ants.

"Oh! Oh!" They call out. "I'll get my homework done right away!" They squeal. I'm guessing why the bullies don't bully them is because they're basically president of the student council and shit. So if they do a single thing wrong the bullies are dead meat and strawbeary reports them and gets them suspended.

Only 1 more period till lunch. *gulp.* Bob is a step away from cracking my skull open. Until...

"Should we sit together at lunch?" Cheese bear asked. "Oh! Uh, yes! Totally!" I blurt out. Shoot. I probably shouldn't have stuttered as much. "Alright, see ya." He says, and walks away.

We need to protect each other at all costs. I can't get killed on the second day of school.

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