"Blaaaaa, Blaaaaa, Blaaaaa..." Alan Peterson listened to his seventh grade health teacher blab on about who knows what. "Charlie" he said under his breath to the boy sitting in front of him."Charlie!" Still no response. "CHARLIE"Alan said, unfortunately it was loud enough for Mrs. Anderson to hear. "ALAN PETERSON WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?!?" Startled, Alan stood up and said, "I am very sorry about my actions" his eyes squinted as he put on a mischievous smirk "Hellen" the entire class froze with anticipation. "Mr. Peterson, please see me after class" Alan knew this would happen, it always did "ooooooh!!!" The rest of the class chanted. " You know what," Said Mrs. Anderson "It would be a shame if Alan stayed after school all alone, so why don't all of you come!". Immediately, an eruption of quiet mumbling broke out, with some "come on"'s here and there, and a bunch of "really Alan"'s, but the worst thing of all was that fact that Mrs. Anderson had a grateful smile on her face as if she wanted to have it all on video.
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Captain Confetti
General FictionThe story of a strange man and how he and a twelve year old boy go on a remarkable adventure to stop the evildoings of Dr. Buzzkill.
