The lunch staff don't like kids going in from the side, instead of the front so sometimes they lock the door. Luckily today it wasn't locked 😏. Over half of our class rushed in until they noticed and sent all the non-slick people the other way. By the time I got out of line, the non-slick people just got inside. I sat at the usual table with a bunch of kids in our class. Tbh, I don't like a lot of 7th graders, so it's kinda awkward to just sit with people I don't like.
Gabriella and Jeff sat next to me while Pineapplehead, J. Cole and Giraffe sat across. Next to Pineapplehead, Trash bag sat down. J. Cole started asking me about Mr. Ermill's classwork, while Gabriella was taking offguards of me.
NO. CHILL.
The bell rang and we went to class. Mrs. Dopeyna taught us about hand washing, which is something everyone should know right?
WRONG!!!
13 years old, and you don't know how to wash your hands correctly. Wow. I'm called an idiot all the time and I felt completely surrounded by 20 of them. Ooh, especially that one kid.
Nickel.
That kid is so fucking rude and ignorant. There's three garbage cans in our classroom and this guy decides to throw something away in the farthest one.
I start talking about him to J. Cole in Creole, that language he can't understand.😜 Class ends and I meet Ling Ling and Eej. I hug them both and head to Mr. Ermill's class.
In his class we just read a packet and answered 10 questions about it. The rest of the period we just talked. The bell rang.
Romulus, Jeff, and I walked out of the back left wing of the school and walked to class. Everyday I take that route and I say hi to a couple friends.
I say hi to Cole, Ahmad, Margot, Autumn, Gabriella, Faith, Anne, Monica, Esmerelda, Sophie, and Brandy.
Romulus and I enter Mr. Onwils' class and I see Alyssa and Megan sitting down, drawing. Mr. Wilson lets us finish our cities today. I finish mine, turn it in, and spend the rest of class chilling.
Mrs. Godzilla comes on the intercom and dismisses. I head into the first building for a soccer meeting.
Wen I get there, I see Juan, Jared, and Jabari.
"You're trying out, Darnell?" Juan asks.
"Yes."
"You have a better chance than Jabari."
We sit and wait for Coach Noalba to get here. Many boys show up and sit down. I see this one kid that rides my bus.
"Surprised you showed up here. Didn't know you had the 2.0 GPA minimum."
"Fuck you Darnell, go to your girlfriend, Gerby."
"Bruh. Don't let me fucking sauté you."
Coach Noalba walked in and explained everything that will happen on the team. He dismissed us and I walked out of the school. My mom picked me up and took me home to change for dance class.
"Alright, go inside, get changed and I'll be waiting in the car."
"K."
I changed into blue shorts with a white T-shirt and blue converse.
My mom dropped me off and I walked into the building, walked down a hallway, and entered a room.
My instructor, K, was setting up for us.
"Hi Darnell!!"
"Hey K."
"Ready for dance?"
"Nah, I forgot the parts from last week. Can we review?"
"Sure!"
She started our warmup with stretching, which I'm not the best at. Then it was cardio. It's my favorite. 😍😍😍 Then we started dancing, Autumn was texting me on Kik, so for more than half of the class, I was distracted. Thanks a lot, Autumn.
Class ended and my mom picked me up. I ate ice cream, ran around the block, did homework, took a shower, did a little reading, brushed my teeth and went to sleep.
Finally Monday is over. Now comes Tuesday.😀 Stay tuned for Tuesday Part 1
YOU ARE READING
The Rebel
Non-FictionHi. I'm Darnell. I'm 14 years old and this book is to show what I do everyday at school. It seems as if I don't do anything or get involved in anything from when you see me, but when you read about what I do everyday, it surprises you. It makes you...
