As I got to class, everyone was looking at me. I told them to screw off or u would punch their faces out. Everyone was really scared except for one person. That one person was the bully of the whole school. He'd steal people's money and punch them for no absolute reason. His name was Chuck. While the teacher was looking away he grabbed my arm and said, "Meet me behind the school. 5:00. Don't be late or else." At first I was kind of worried but I realize that I can just skip. I don't have to go if I don't want to. But just to make things dramatic, I say, "Sure. Make sure to bring a mop for your blood." Of course that was probably the stupidest things I've ever done. I wanted to go and punch him but I couldn't. The next period we had physical education. I went to the washroom and fell asleep there until the bell rang. As I stepped outside I see every walker's worst enemy. RAIN. There being no other way home, I had to walk. To make everything even worse I didn't have any sweater or umbrella. I only had a t shirt on and it was freezing outside. I don't even know if it's supposed to be raining in the middle of summer. At the beginning of the day it was 30° celsius. Now it's like -30. Ah. Teens with their exaggeration and drama. I guess everything gets dramatic in freshman year. As I was walking home something incredible happened. I saw a little girl get hit with lightning and she was screaming in agony. I enjoyed it.
