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i stood near hawk as he playfighted with one of the other kids. "class." kreese said. the boys didn't seem to hear so i smacked their arms down to get them to stop. "you worked hard today." kreese told everyone. we all started to walk to our spots, "so before you're dismissed i have a little treat for you." kreese told us. "i wanna introduce you to a friend of mine." he told everyone as he held up a guinea pig. "aw." bert said. "what's it's name?" he asked kreese. "i don't know." kreese responded. "what should it be?" he asked us. "hawk junior." hawk said and i looked over at him, seriously?  kreese laughed, "bert, what do you think?" kreese asked bert. bert thought for a minute, "clarence." bert said, that was also stupid. "clarence, good." the man said. "here take him." kreese said as he handed it over to bert. "he's so cute guys" bert said happily, it was honestly kind of adorable. "you know it's almost lunchtime." kreese said. 

"ohh can i feed him?" bert asked the man. "no." kreese responded as he walked over to what seemed to be a cage. "but you can feed him." the man told bert as he took the blanket off, revealing a cobra. "what does he like to eat?" bert asked kreese, obviously not getting what the man was implying. "he likes to eat..clarence." kreese said. i looked over to bert who looked upset, "it's okay, come on." kreese told bert. bert slowly walked up as kreese told him to come. "there you go." kreese said as he opened the little feeding whole. bert stood there for a second, 

"i can't." the boy told kreese. "it's okay." kreese responded as he took clarence from bert. "i understand." the man said. "clarence is your friends, it's okay to object." he told bert. "who else objects?" kreese asked the rest of us. a few kids rose their hands, "you're off the team, get out." kreese harshly told the people. "but-" bert said. "i said out!" kreese yelled at bert. "get!" the man said as he nodded towards the door. kreese turned back towards the cage and dropped "clarence" in with the cobra.  


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