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Just One of Those Days When Your Brother Eats Your Cookies

  CHAPTER 15: JUST ONE OF THOSE DAYS WHEN YOUR BROTHER EATS YOUR COOKIES

 Tyler's P.O.V

"Can you explain, why Mrs. Balls' laptop is malfunctioning? Or why the whole second floor turned everyone into dancing chickens?" Principal G yelled.

  I shrunk in my seat. Just letting him get it all out. Usually, he would be all 'Meh!!' and I would pretend to be all innocent and crying. It works all the time since I'm not expelled yet. Time to do the magic.

  "Mr. G, I was just trying to *sniff* have some fun and I didn't know it was a bad thing *fake tear*. I very s-sorry M-mr. G. Would you pweeaase forgive me? *cue puppy dog eyes*"

  Mr. G instantly softened up and relaxed into his chair. He sighed and settled into his chair. All signs of anger gone.

  Ha! Sucker!

  "I understand," he said, "which is why I'm letting you off with a warning," 

  I nodded and walked out of his office, smirking to myself as I left.

  "Works everytime," I said.

   "WHAT HAPPENED TO MY CAR!" I heard as soon as I got out of the school building. People were gathered around a certain area laughing and pointing. I pushed my way in and saw Mr. Farkas looking like a tomatoe, staring at his car.

  Oh, yeah. I forgot about that. Heh, heh.

  Mr. Farkas was looking so mad, you could literally see the steam coming out of his ears. He tried to open up his car but it wouldn't budge. People were laughing their asses of at this and some were even taking pictures. Hell, even I took some.

  Well, since my work is here is done, I might as well walk away before I get caught. I ducked away quickly because Mr. Farkas was looking around the crowd - probably for me. 

  When I got out, I started the walk to my house of crap. Mason was coming at 8, Ally was coming at 6:30, and it was 3. I have three and a half hours to kill before I go on my date.

  There was a shuffling in my bookbag but I ignored it. In some bizzare way, I blame Jimmy for getting me caught. And you know what he did while I was getting yelled at? Nothing! He had some creepy tiger smirk on him that I just wanted to smack right off.

  'Today's the day,'  Bobby randomly said in my head. He's been popping up a lot these days.

  'What the fuck Bobby?' I thought back. Who randomly goes 'Today's the day in my head? Sounds like someone's gone mental.

  'You'll see,' he snickered, 'You'll see,'

  'What will I see you annoying stupid conscious who has a conscious of his own?'  Bobby made a mental face when I said his. Weird. 

  'I'm not annoying! I am the one who puts you in the right direction so you won't accidentaly-on-purpose kill youself!' He yelled.

  'See, this is why I don't listen to you,'

  'You should.'

  'And why is that?'

  'You'll see.'

  'Enough with the 'you'll see,' crap! Just tell me!'

  "Soon,'

  'NO! I WANNA KNOW NOW-'

  "Oww," I rubbed my forehead. While arguing with Bobby, I somehow managed to walk all the way home and when I got to the door, I banged my head into it. How is it that I can walk up the stairs and not open the front door? Oh, right. Because the door is evil.

  I opened the door and was greeted to the t.v blaring the sports channel and Liam shouting like a maniac at it. Guys. Can't go without sports.

  Since I am trying to make a world record on being the longest person to not do their homework, (I started in 6th grade) I have no chioce but to watch t.v with Liam. I walked into the living room and saw the most horrible sight yet.

  Liam.

  With a shirt,

  of Elmo.

  WHAT THE HELL?!?! Everyone knows that Elmo was the one who ratted out Cookie Monster and encouraged Veggie Monster. That motherfucker doesn't deserve to live. He thinks he's sooo innocent and great. Well, I got news for you buddy! Nobody gives a shit about you! That's why everybody likes cookies.

  I dropped my bag and Jimmy crawled out of it, gasping for air. George, who was randomly flying around, suddenly went on guard and watched Jimmy like a hawk in a corner. Wait until he hits puberty George. Just wait.

  "Hey," Liam says as I take a seat on the couch. "You want some Pepsi?"

  "Do you want to get smacked?" was my immediate response.

  Pepsi is the most vilest and disgusting think I have ever tasted. I would rather drink acid than that shit. Liam knows this, considering he's the one who introduced me. He said it was the same exact thing as coca cola. Was it? Hell no. I spit it right in his face. That stuff could make toilet water look good.

  "No," he muttered. Smart boy.

  I walked out of the living room and into the kitchen. I need some food. I searched the cabinets and drawers for my delicious oreos and found none. Hey, I remember clearly having some yesterday and I only had four. Where the hell are my oreos?!

  That's when I saw it. My glorious pack of amazingly tasty oreos, empty. In the trash can. Gone. Now, normally, I would just go and punch Liam in the stomach and demand to go to the store but, this time, something inside of me was burning with fury, that I had the sudden urge to go rip his head off. So that's what I went to do.

  "WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!" I shouted when I got to the living room, holding up the empty package. Liam gulped and walked slowly back, hands held up.

  "N-nothing," he stuttered. He was now slowly walking out the back door as if he was going to make a run for it. Oh, no he don't!

  With amazing speed, I was outside with him in a second. Whoa, that was fast. But my fury was too much to process it.

  "YOU JUST ATE MY OREO'S AND YOU THINK YOU'RE GETTING AWAY WITH IT?!" I screamed. I felt myself shaking in anger and the burning passion was getting more and ore intense. 

  "Tyler you need to just calm down," Liam reasoned. He was still walking backwards and I was still walking foward. Since the woods are right behind our house, we were already in it.

  "NO I WILL NOT CALM DOWN BECAUSE I WANTED TO HAVE SOME!" Who the hell does he think he is? Liam has known me since I was born and he expects me to just go 'Oh well, no more oreos,'?! Hell no!

  I felt my eyes change to blue. Wait. I can only do that from my sugar rush. What the hell is going on?

  Just then, I heard a crack in my arm. I looked towards it and saw it bent the other way. How odd. I never knew it could do that? 

  "Hey, I think I broke my arm," I said. As I said that, more bones were breaking, yet I feel nothing. I saw Liam frozen with his gaze locked on me.

  That's when the pain came.

  

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  I'm so lazy this week.

  This one was kinda boring and short but I had nothing on me. I'm sooooo bored and lazy and really have no idea what's going to come next.

  So vote. Comment. If you want to. I don't think this one was good enough to earn that many.

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