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X-Shitty Tuesday

Tuesday's... How I hated them. P.E., French and Maths in the same day.
This Tuesday wasn't different. I started the day with a Maths test, that went horribly wrong. When I finished it the bell had rang 10 minutes ago. Brian's test didn't go very well either. He was really nervous when I got out of the classroom.
"I'm going to kill that fucking idiot."
I didn't have to ask who was he talking about. Paul. He was in our group of friends but he was pretty annoying.
In the fourth grade, there was a field trip in the end of the year and I was having a fight with Brian (we were basically throwing sand at each other) and then Paul appeared and I threw a bunch of sand against his eyes for no reason. He started to cry, and then we started arguing with each other, until we arrived to the swimming pool. Then, he started to pull my head into the water and I freaked out and scratched him across the face (he ended up with five scars there).
He supposedly had forgiven me for that, but in the sixth grade he changed into my class and it looked like he was replacing me. In first place, he started to like Mary and then he started hanging out with the gang more than I did. It could be really annoying.
"What did he do this time?"
"I finished the test and I told him that one exercise didn't go well and he basically said that I was horrible at Maths."
"It annoys me that he follows Jack everywhere."
"I know, right! It looks that he's Jack's Pearl."
"Yeah, he's so..."the bell rang"Ready to stop feeling your legs?"
"Damn, I hate P.E."
We spent the class playing handball. I was in the same team as Paul and other guy in my class. It was going well, until he said this to me:
"Our team's unfair! We have two players and one statue. You don't move, man.
When he said that I just wanted to grab him by the neck and shove his face onto the grass. I ended up pointing him my middle finger.
The class just passed by with comments like that.
I had lunch with Charles, Brian and Alan. When we finished it, we were hanging around the football field and the janitor appeared.
"Hey, Charles, do you know where are the irons and the ropes of the flower beds?"
"No, why do you ask?"
"Because there was someone that said that he saw you and Daniel stealing them."
"What?"
"You heard it well. You have until Thursday at lunch time to put the irons and the ropes in their place."
I actually knew who stole the ropes. Harry.
"Harry, they accused me and Charles of stealing the iron and the ropes. Do you know who stole the iron?"
"Hmmm..."
"It was also him" said my brother Todd. They were in the same class and now they were best friends.
"Are you fucking kidding me? They might talk to the principal! Where are the materials?"
"Under the football field..."
"Could you put them somewhere where people can see them?"
"Ok, I'll do that tomorrow."
He didn't do it. After last period, my brother told me that Harry had vomited three times. He thought it was on purpose. First stealing things and now this. I was really worried about him.