CHAPTER FOUR: Ahhh. Some More Boring Stuff!

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 UGH. UGH, UGH, UGH!!! Just UGH. That's ALL I can think of after Emily's fainting scene. I still can't go over it. My brain just can't really process it! Yet. At least not yet. But... Emily's crush is THAT strong, and it is SO strong, it's kind of impossible, like there is a very unusual thing about the crush. The crush Emily has on Seth is like a spell instead. There is something very, very, very VERY, VERY, VERY...an infinite number of verys... familiar about the crush, but I just can't put my finger on it...

OK. Time to get back on track. Next up on my schedule... the AMAZING 11th grade MATH!!! (Don't listen to Emily about math sucks.) I'm seriously NOT kidding. It is kind of hard, but it is super fun! Also, my best friend, Cherilee Yin, is in Calculus 1 and she is also in 6th grade, BUT! That is a story for another day.

ANYWAYS!!! As I was saying, math is very fun, and you should totally ignore Emily's opinion of math. Today, we're doing this very fun game, where we play and learn about math... AT THE SAME TIME!!! New tradition, people! Math is always going to be fun (IF you think about it as fun).

As always, math is super fun and time flies! It's the truth! My teacher, Ms. Garnet, is the absolute best! She lets us do anything that helps us (like eating gum)! One whole hour in math can feel like 10 minutes, so I can't get enough of it! So. Lesson for you: MATH IS FUN!!! Emily thinks the opposite, so she is a total idiot in this type of thing, but please, PRETTY PLEASE WITH A CHERRY ON TOP, do not, DO NOT. Tell her I said that. Even though I'm the one who can get 1st place in punishments, Emily is not a pretty sight when she is mad. It seems worse if she is mad at me. So. Do me a favor and don't tell her I said she is an idiot. Even though she knows that she is an idiot.

OK. Let's pretend we didn't even have that conversation and talk about MY DAY!!! So, after math was over, blah blah blah blah blah, I went to my Social Studies class. Social Studies was blah blah blah blah. And blah blah blah blah. And... you know what? Let's save up our precious time and move on to English. ACTUALLY! On second thought... let's just pretend I gave you a very long story about my day and school is over. MUCH BETTER, I mean SHORTER! Am I right?

Well, in English and Reading I have Patricia in my class, so I guess I'll have to include THAT. So, in English, Patricia sucks at English. Like literally. She SUPPOSED to get a F like she did LAST year, but this year she seems a little, well, off. Like the off kind when you use magic to make yourself the best and stuff. I mean, Patricia is now answering questions like a pro, and she's getting a B+. Weird. I mean, absolutely NO amount of studying could make up for the work Little Miss Patty missed. She had like, a million missing assignments that each took up a DAY to do. It's like she used magic to help her. Magic. Where did I hear that from?

OH. I got it! I got it! I got it! I got it! I got it! I got it! I got it! I got it! I got it! I got it! I got it! I got it! I got it! Oh wait. I don't. (Totally like you, Emily. What? It's truuuue.) UGH! I almost got it! I was so close to getting another flashback. All the flashbacks I ever had were somehow erased from my mind and were VERY useful. I hope I get one today, but that's just wistful thinking. I mean, the last flashback I had was when I was 7. That flashback almost saved my mom from dying, and it saved my grandma from joining my mom.

OK! ELA and Reading are finally over. No more "I know, pick me! Pick me, teacher!" from Patricia.

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