6th grade. Our class was fantastic, so fantastic, in a kinda sarcastic way. Put 20+ kids in puberty together and you'll know what I'm saying. Anyways, for the sake of protecting their names (IDK if they want me too, so comment your name) I'm changing them. Let's get started
So in 6th grade, we had a great teacher named Mrs. West (not real name). In my opinion, she is probably my favorite of all my teachers I've had, as of 2018. Anyways, in Mrs. West's class, I had two best friends, and another really good friend. The two best friends of mine were named Josie and Samantha (not real names) and we were tight as glue, or sort of. The other good friend was named Katelin (not real name) and we were also pretty close, or sort of. Anyways, I had met Samantha in 5th grade, and we were both great friends since, and Josie was a great friend I met from a writing camp, and I was really happy about meeting her again and such. Katelin had been a close friend since 4th, and we were pretty good friends still. Anyways, in 6th, I began writing some lit stories with my friends, which were mostly Warrior Cats fanfics since all 4 of us were kinda in to them. I'd never heard of them, but Josie had and introduced us. Me, Samantha, and Katelin all raced to finish before each other, but, true story, I actually made it too the end of Dawn of the Clans before them, and then I was even farther ahead when I started A Vision of Shadows, even before Josie (who had read all of them) and I think I'm actually still ahead, though I'm not 100% sure. Anyways, some of my stories were Warriors and I had one really good one that was a Jurassic Park parody, and I might remake it since it's almost 2 years old! Comment if you want a remake, and I'll see!
Anyways, we had some fun times. AND SOME LEGIT IDIOTIC TIMES, and there is a reason for those caps. All 4 of us played Warrior Cats in human, and some weird stuff. Just weird.
Anyways, not really much of a story time, but I'll leave you guys with a 6th grade memory:
I have many fond memories of 6th grade, but this was happened the last day, and it'll stick with me forever. So now we actually tell you the memory!
So since it was the last day, and we had no more school, we got a 2nd recess since the day was really shoving all of our desk junk in our bags and saying goodbye as others went to West Town Middle School (not real name) and Patriotsville Middle School (not real name). Well I sure as hell landed it off with a big bang. I loved playing basketball, and loved to shoot hoops with the others when I wasn't running around pretending to be fighting other cats, and that love got me in some real crap. This one kid named Georgeson (not real name) who had dated Josie recently, broken up, and was me and Samantha's 'dad'. We would run around flapping our arms and say "I'm a bat, I'm a bat, I'm a bat!" since Hotel Transylvania 2 was like da bomb. Nope won't use that saying again. Me and him also liked to make fun of each others shoes and stuff, like for instance my mom knit me a really nice hat and he said he saw it at JC Penny's for $5. ALso shoutout to that kid, since he likes to shop at the place where it's really cheap for the cheapertsons, cause you are cheap yourself kid. Anyways, on a quick note, I don't even think Josie, Samantha, and Katelin know the full story. Back to the story. So he brought back my insult I gave his legit looking plastic shoes, and started to make fun of me missing some shots. To be honest, I wasn't the best, and I sure as hell was not your 6th grade Stephan Curry (who is and was the name here/back in that day). I started to get upset, but I kinda shrugged it off. He continued and after about 5 minutes I cracked. I went off on him, like off. I got up in his face and started combining every curse word I knew and shoved it right back up his butt, oh crap, I meant mouth. Sorry, I got the two mixed up, since they looked the same. Anyways, I stormed off, and since I wasn't enjoying it I cried. Actually it was a tear, but I guess it goes together. Anyways, I didn't get to enjoy the end of the year celebration since me and him both got IS. Never spoke to him again.
