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Chapter 3: The Actual Story

The principal makes an announcement telling all 5th period history classes to go to the auditorium for a quick presentation.

As I sit down I see the bitchiest staff member ever. The campus guard, Ms. Mizuno. She makes you do trash pickup during lunch if you misbehave and shit. I mean, if you want us to do trash pickup we might as well pick you.

The announcement was based on the competitor Champs Art High. Our assistant principal, Ms. Quintanilla, was making the speech out.

"As you all know, our school has a long battle with the seniors at Champs Art High. Now last year the seniors totally messed up. It was a horror story."

I murmured to JJ who was in front of me,"This bitch..."

"Seniors, as your assistant principal, I say our efforts to beat Champs' seniors-"

Marissa gets up from her seat and starts a rant ,"WE DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT THE COMPETITIVE SENIORS! I MEAN THE NAME OF THEIR SCHOOL ALREADY TELLS US WE'RE GONNA FUCK UP!"

The rest of the seniors agree with Marissa. Well said bitch. Well said.

As school security take Marissa to the counselor's office, Quintanilla continues her announcement.

"My apologizes for Ms. Lewis' behavior. Anyways, we will be doing quarterly activities this year as part of our competition against Champs. "

I can see Mr. Maristella smiling. In fact, I think Maristella is John Cena :/ eh who knows. He looks exactly like the man.

"The first event for this quarter is..."

Please don't say spelling bee like last year... The seniors last year messed up every word. Didn't think they were that stupid.

"Softball"

What. The. Fuck.

"Softball games against the Champs softball team will be part of the quarterly competition."

To be honest I'm good at softball as long as the pitcher stays at least 15 feet away from me and I don't hit anyone in the eye again like last year for gym class.

"The second event for the next quarter will be-"

She has to look at her laptop before she continues. And they tell us to memorize.

"Math Bowl."

Ah math bowls. The one time where nerds and geeks come out of their shells to speak in public. I was in my 7th grade math bowl. Accidentally said 13+17=20. Just 10 more numbers and I could've helped out. Wonder what event #3 is.

"The third event for the quarterly competition which will be second semester is-"

Stop checking the damn laptop I wanna get out and go straight to 6th period so Mr. Maristella can be chill.

"A Musical Ensemble by Mr. Maristella's 6th period class."

I hate you John Cena's twin.

"And finally, the last event will be the culmination parties."

Can we leave now?

After that she makes comments about the horror story of last year. At last. The bell rings. Finally. 6th period here I come!

Although I am gonna complain to Mr. Maristella about the ensemble performance.