Three Brood Instigators

6. Friday, Not a Miracle

"PREACHERS' PRAYED AS THEIR BURNT HOUSE WAS PUT OUT BY THE STORM"

"HOMELESS MAN IN NEW YORK RECEIVES ABOUT 10 MILLION DOLLARS IN LOTTERY, HE CRIED"

"KID CRIES FINALLY BEING ABLE TO WALK IN HIS LIFETIME"

While everyone received their miracle on a Friday, for these two, it was not.

"From now on, Shifuxer Academy wants all of its students to behave well. The academy expects each and every student to bring harmony and togetherness," the school secretary made a morning announcement in the intercom school.

"How many times do I have to tell you, it wasn't me, you punks!" Bart defended himself.

"Yeah right, you big hulk! Trent saw your face, you did it!" Simon intimidated.

"You are dead, Barton!" Paul pointed angrily.

"Why don't you all shut your mouth, and give me a punch then if you really hated me so much for it," Bart intimidated; none made a move. "That's what I thought, a bunch of losers, idiotic enough to think he can stand up to me."

Bart left. "You won't get away with this!" Paul intimidated.

"Get a better haircut, you microphone ape!" Bart mocked Paul.

On another side,

"GIVE ME BACK MY GUIDEBOOK!!" Ranjit struggled to pull his guidebook over the stealing hands of the jerky Pastuzo.

Cheng, enraged about all this bullying, kicked Pastuzo's knees. Pastuzo let go of Ranjit, grabbed the weakling Cheng's neck, and pushed him to the wall. "HEY!" Fhadey yelled, grabbed Pastuzo's shoulder, and pulled him away.

"ARGH!" Pastuzo then pushed Fhadey to the brick wall. "I JUST WANT TO MESS YOU UP SO BADLY, JERK!!"

Fhadey grabbed Pastuzo's grabbing arms and swung Pastuzo to the brick wall. Fhadey had the upper advantage until Coach Johnson whistled with his hands, "HEY! WHAT'S GOING ON HERE!!"

"Pastuzo just bullied these kids!" Fhadey let go and accused.

"Yeah!" Cheng and Ranjit supported.

"Excuse me, you pushed me, you all bullied me first, asshole!" Pastuzo accused back.

"Lame defense, jerk butt!" Fhadey humiliated. Pastuzo was enraged until the coach screamed out.

"ENOUGH!! School's here to learn, not to goof off. GET TO CLASS YOU MAGGOTS!!" the coach fiercely ordered.

Before entering class,

"Amber, why are you making such a big deal?! Don't be a tattletale," Faka ignored, looking at the mirror in his locker for gel.

"I am not a tattletale. I just want you to stop tattling!" Amber demanded.

"Tattling?! What? You want to be the next Fhadey or something?" Faka questioned. Unbeknownst to her, he has finished the recording. "Well, what ya look at that, another video for my friends to laugh at. I'm the boss here, Amber, me."

Faka left Amber alone. "Just upload that if you want then!!" Amber spoke in her trying defense tone. "I don't care!"

Meanwhile, All the grade 4 scouts had their first Physical Education class Friday Morning,

"ATTENTION!" Rockwell called his scouts.

"YES SIR!" all the boy scouts and girl scouts of 4th grade responded.

"Attention my fellow scouts," Rockwell started, beginning his walk around every student. "Something that a scout must do is to make an effort," he said. "Try," he added. "Struggle, sweat, strategize," he added more. "And nonetheless, will," he added lastly. "There is a lot to learn when it comes to being a true scout," he said. "And it takes a sweat of time, a toil," he said. "If you keep struggling, if you keep complying to yourself, and obey the Scout Laws and the very ways of the scout, then you are not just a true scout, but you are also an honor, a name, a picture of hope, that everyone else around you can look upon," he said. "ARE YOU READY?!"