Shingle wakes up. He decides today he's going to leave McDonalds for good. He goes in with a great exit strategy in mind.
Manager: Hey Shingle, you feeling better?
Shingle: Yeah.
Manager: Alright. If you feel sick just tell me and I'll let you take the day off.
Shingle is now stuck in a dilemma. Finally his manager has shown him some respect and today was the day he was planning to quit. He doesn't know what to do now.
Shingle: Hey boss. I was thinking... I was gonna quit today because I kinda wanna go back to school.
Bam. A whole lot of stress was relieved when he said that. Unfortunately his big exit strategy couldn't be used but nevertheless, he quit.
Manager: Oh, well... it's sad to see you go. If you ever wanna come back just call me.
Shingle: Alright, see you.
He drives home feeling relaxed.
NEXT DAY
Shingle wakes up in his bed. It's 7:40AM and he has 20 minutes to get to school. He runs out of bed and gets ready quickly. He shouts for his mum.
Shingle: HEY MUM! I'M GOING TO SCHOOL!
His mum responds with "Okay" and he runs downstairs. He gets in his car.
Shingle (In Thoughts): Man it's weird to be back.
He starts his car and drives off. Just that moment, Hank calls him.
Shingle: Hey Hank I'm driving so make it quick.
Hank: Okay, I just heard you was coming to school today and...
Shingle: Man don't worry I'll be fine.
Hank: I know but that history teacher is a cunt.
Shingle: I'll handle his ass. I don't care what happens.
He hangs up and pulls up to school. As he gets out of his car, Hank approaches him.
Hank: How are you gonna handle him exactly?
Shingle: Oh, don't you worry. I'll get my revenge for EVERY single time his fat shitty ass bullied me for no reason.
Hank: Yeah, good luck. We have history first by the way.
They walk into school and go to form class.
Form Teacher: You two are la- oh wait Shingle! How have you been?
Shingle: Good. I quit my job yesterday so I could come back.
FT: Alright, just take a seat, I'll rearrange the seating plan since you were taken out of it.
Shingle whispers to Hank.
Shingle: I knew it.
Luckily, the form teacher, who will be referred to as Mr Richards from here on out, sat him in a random place, so he was sat next to Hank. He sits down and waits for form to be over. Before he knew it, the bell rang. He walked with Hank to the door until...
Mr Richards: Shingle can you come here for a second?
Shingle: Uh yeah? What's up?
Mr Richards: You know that your time off due to your job does not affect your attendance right? Just your grades.
Shingle: Yeah I know.
Mr Richards: Alright good, get to lesson.
Shingle walks out and catches up with Hank.
Hank: So what was that about?
Shingle: Just something about my grades and attendance. Lets head to history and show that fatbag what I'm made of!
They walk into history and the teacher, name Mr Lydon, instantly looks at Shingle with a disgusted expression.
Shingle mutters under his breath: I'm gonna show you today you fat sack of shit.
He sits down in his seat. Instantly after the register, Mr Lydon shouts.
Mr Lydon: Shingle, stop talking!
Shingle: Sir I swear to FUCKING GOD IF YOU DO THIS TO ME TODAY!
Mr Lydon: Excuse me?!
They both stand up.
Shingle: NAH, I'VE HAD ENOUGH. YOU BULLY ME EVERY FUCKING DAY FOR NO REASON!
Mr Lydon: That's language I would never expect out of your mouth! Go to the princi-
Shingle: SHUT YOUR GOD DAMN MOUTH! I'M SICK TO DEATH OF YOUR SHIT! YOU BULLY ME EVERY DAY! I'M NEVER FUCKING TALKING AND YOU'RE ALWAYS LIKE "HAHA SHINGLE SHUT UP" AS IF IT'S THE WORST OF YOUR WORRIES! YOU'RE SUCH A CUNT! STOP FUCKING DOING THIS TO ME YOU FAT LAZY SACK OF DOG SHIT!
Everyone looks at Shingle shocked, even Hank. Mr Lydon is speechless.
Mr Lydon: Just... go to the principals office Shingle.
Shingle: No. How about YOU go KILL YOURSELF!
Mr Lydon: Alright that's it!
Mr Lydon walks out and coincidentally the principal is just outside. He drags him in and tells him everything.
Principal: Alright Shingle can you just come to my office really quickly.
Shingle: For fucks sakes fine!
Shingle follows the principal to his office. They sit down.
Principal: Alright, what should happen?
Shingle: Huh?
Principal: From what I've gathered off what he told me, he's been bullying you since day one.
Shingle: Well yeah.
Principal: What should happen to him?
Shingle: I want him fired.
YOU ARE READING
Crimson Duty
AcciónA really big story created as a spinoff to The Gang. This story is meant to represent the criminal life Shingle lives in an alternate universe. This story is NOT meant to be a series. Please do not wait for a second story. Alternate Republic of Cong...
