40: stupid kids

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Karson pov

so on this beautiful bright Saturday morning as i arrived at my little cousins house to pick her up, since she would be spending the weekend with me, she ran out the door in her tight pants and t-shirt dressed and ready to go to her dance rehersal which i would be teaching today since her teacher was on vacation to Alaska and wouldnt be back it Tuesday which is their next rehersal

anyway she greeted me with a hug which i returned and then i followed her into her house so she could grab her bag or bags because honestly i never know what shes gonna bring with her

so now we have arrived at the dance studio and i told my slackers who didnt change yet to go ahead and change, while they were doing that i deided to go ahead and change myself since i was hanging out at the mall earlier and i didnt want to go to the mall dressing like a slob... i mean its not like i would have cared anyway ... but i just felt like dressing up a little today

as i was in the adult and high school dressing room, i noticed some black sweatpants that looked very comfy much like the ones i lost a few weeks ago ... wonder how they got here ... anyway i put them in my bag and then finished changing into my shorts and tank top before returning to my room for today.

as i expected the girls were already streaching as they were supposed to be and carrying on their own little conversations, until i walked into the room and then they stoped everything and then looked at me like little angels and waited for me to tell them what to do next

so then we started the routine i came up with ... most of the girls like JoJo, my cousin, picked it up really fast, since they were only ten years old i could not have made the routine too difficult or none of them would be able to perform, and the others could not get the concept for anything whatsoever so theyre little facade crumbled once they figured out that the routine wasnt as easy as they thought and the fact that they dont know everything, pssh i hate working with ten year olds, yeah anywho they started acting like toddlers and fussing at me saying it was too hard

i replied simply by asking them if they wanted some cheese with their whine and then practically telling them to shut up.... did they listen .... absolutly not of course with my luck ... so i got sorta mad and may or may not have taken off my shoe and threw it towards the door because i knew that if i hit one of the kids with the shoe i would get in trouble and wouldnt be able to help out anymore at this studio... and nobody wants that to happen

consequently after i threw my shoe i heard a smack and looked towards the door and saw what looked like a teenager my age... so i walked over to him and then i recognized him and told him to hold on an minute that i would be back with something to help him ... duct tape fixes everything right?

yeah so i walked back to him and then duct taped his mouth close since i really didnt want to deal with hearing his voice.... expecially after what he did with the whole keeping me up the other night.... yeah i didnt partically tell him anything else and went back to my studio room and told the girls they better get their acted together or they would have their fair share of duct tape to ... not as if i would actually have done that to them... although im sure they would have figured out the fact that their hands were free and they could easily take it off unlike the boy currently mumbleing in the hallway in a tutu, oh Jasper will you ever learn

i guess i must have thought out loud or the boy finally realized how dumb he was and took the tape off because he poked his head in and told me to meet him after school which i assumed he ment after i got finished teaching this class ... yeah im not gonna meet him ... he'll get over it ... but him stepping back in here did make me wonder were his pants were ... but i do have to amitt he could be a nice ballarina and pink it tots his color

so the rest of my class went well and the fuss, a-lot girls got it halfway together and stoped fussing enough to learn the routine... now JoJo and i are in the grocery store since i needed to pick up a few things for the weekend so i told her to go find whatever she wanted or something she liked and that i would try to get it for her as long as it wasnt ridiculous ... plus i just needed to get her from under my butt for a few minutes so i could think ... she litterally doesnt ever stop talking ... i think ill go buy some benedryl now, what you think .... jk im not gonna give her any on purpose ... my dad has a head cold and wanted me to pick some up ... jeez guys im not that bad

oh and speaking of butts .... hahahahahahaha ..... haha ....hahaha .... sorry im just laughing mine off .... why you ask .... well you see i went to go find JoJo so i was searching the isles for her.... when i found Jasper yet again in the tutu and only his boxers .... and as if that wasnt funny enough .... below him lying on the floor was JoJo checking him out

so i walk over too them laughing which makes Jasper turn too look at me and in the process he finds JoJo looking under his tutu ... he jumps and says "oh my gosh, you, you lil peeker" and then i try not to laugh anymore and say "come on JoJo" right as Jaspers little sister comes up and sees that JoJo and i are there and she runs and hugs us both

and of course the girls start talking and I tell Jasper " you know i can understand the tutu and boxers at the studio but do you really think its appropriate to be wearing that in a store" he responds and tells me that someone stole his pants at the studio ... yeah i just laugh in his face until JoJo start suddenly asking me if Claire and Jasper can come with us to eat .... and no she didnt just ask me once but more like 60 times in a minute ... and i tell her to shut up so i can think and then i looked at Jasper and Claire and told her that i wouldnt mind it although i didnt think Jasper was old enough to go to a bar

yeah and thats when Dinkledoo started freaking out and started asking me why was i taking a ten year old to a bar ... so i told him that it was none of his business and that if he wanted to know that bad he would have to come in order to find out ... that is if he wanted to take that chance but he would first need to find some pants cause we were going to a bar and im pretty sure he wouldnt want people to think he rolled the left way rather than the right way if you get my drift

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