Game On

Chapter Two

Happy days for me right? Not so much. Mr. Kresnik couldn't find the forms to get me out of detention, and they were ironically out of printer ink. So i'm in detention and all that stuff, and this kid is just staring at me like i'm gonna be his meal. He asked me to call him muncher and i asked why. I wish I hadn't. He started pulling rocks out of his bag and munching on them. After detention I started planning my vensions. I was sitting at my room desk throwing crumpled up papers into my wire trash can. Genius at work right? I had great ideas but they were too elaborate for me to pull off by myself. Finally I got down to the one thing Mr. Kresnik hated the most. Graffiti. I planned to trick him into leaving his office and straight to my "present". My plan was brilliant. Except I didn't know how bad the consequences were going to be. But that's jumping ahead. I went to the store and got six colors of spray paint. Neon pink, neon green, teal, neon orange, bright purple, and yellow. All colors Mr. Kresnik hates! I went in to school early the next day to set my plan into motion. I was wondering down and around the hallways trying to find a good place to set up when Ms. Becky, our school secretary, asked me what I was doing. Should I tell her the truth or come up with a quick lie? Lie it is. So I told her I was going to my math class to make up some work. And guess what? She believed it. So onward I went, straight to my locker. If I started painting now, the goodies would tell on me. Those little rats. When the time came, I would ask to use the bathroom, and when I left the classroom, I would go to my locker. We're everything would be set up.