"Adrian, dinner's ready."
"Ok! Mom!" Said gladly to mother. I's had arrived without a trace. Climbed through the window, rehid said window and laid on me bed, reading a driver's manual. So, supper ready, great.
"Urghhh..." I stared at me meal in utter, UTTER disgust. What the actual fuck did mom do? This supposed dish of chicken n beans was ravished by overheating, every bit of it was blacker than that fellow Carlos had. Looking to my left, even my brother Jobi and mama was merely prying at the course.
"Y'all better like it." My father spoke much too proudly. "Spent three hours on it!" Ah... So father was behind this fowl food. Fuck him for this!
"Uhh... I think I'll meself a sandwich..." And so mama walked off.
"Me... too..." Jobi stumbled off too.
"Me. three..."
"NO NO STAY!!" Father needed to satisfy himself. He raised a fist to stop the opposite. So I's had no bloody choice but to finish this freakish food.
"BLURRG..." I gagged once, and tasted exactly as expected, like ash.
Uh oh, daddy's still unaffected.
Another bite. "ARGUUAHHH." Bitter as before. Still no reaction from pops. Third times of the charm they say. "BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH" I shat it all out of me mouth. My breaking point was broken. There wasa reaction from fatha, one that signaled that I's had failure. Angry and pissed.
"Ioidt boy!" He smacked me shoulda. "CLEAN NOW!"
Aftas wiping swiping meself lika windo (and a second shower). Me proceeds to ma room again and slumped onto bed. Letting da divine dickwads above (if there are any) to change night to da day.
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BEP BEP BEP BEP BEP BEP BEP BEP High bitched beeping. I could kill a puppy right now. Anotha day of SCHOOoOOOooOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOOLLLLL!
BRINNNNNNG
"Adrain, I'm pleased your more stable today." Me first hour teacher to me. "Here's what you missed." Wooooooooow... added work on TOP of what I's already. FUCCCK."
"Here's yesterday's work." My second teach does the same.
"From your absence." Me third one says.
"Here's the section for-"
"I UNDERSTAND ALREADY GOOOOODDD FUCCCK!"
That 'completely insolent behavior' landed me back at Detention. I will just say those teachis are much too tolerant with yelling. Hates part of the system. Speaking of hate...
"YA. ASTARD!" Me dad scolded quite soundly again. "GETTING A FUCKING SUSPENSION! His boiling anger did a slap on me cheek. "THIS CRAP WOULDNT BE TOLERATED, TO YA ROOM AND FIRST EYE YA OPEN ITS STRAIGHT TO DA YARD!
I's was thrown in my room and had da door behind smashed shut. I hads my extra work in my pack. That's something... BORING! Nerds only deal with that, and they end up sucking dick on da streets anyways. So I's shoved my ass through the good pane and bolted off once again.
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KNOCK KOCK KOCK KOCK KOCK KOCK
"God, Al, the fuck are you running from?"
"Thought you had company."
"Not yet, come in."
I's plump meself on da couch.
"So, you gonna warn me next on ya com."
"Don't got it, I'm grounded, double grounded, have to do yard work."
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That Spectacular Guy
HumorThis is the amazing, fantastic tale of a boy who learned of alternative means of obtaining things. The story is fiction yet possibly true. There is comedy yet tragedy. Who will go and who will still. READ AND FIND OUT!
