The Amazing Life of Samuel Vanity

7 months of torture

 Warped tour flew by, and it was now august. Dahvie had to take me to enroll in school, while jack was already enrolled. We parked in front of  ' Lakeland High School', a.k.a Prison. "Jack goes here right?" i asked dahvie, slowly getting out of his toyota. He basicslly had to child lock all doors, and chain me to the passenger seat just to get me here. As you can tell, I hate school. ALOT.   " yes, jack goes here, but hes a senior, your a junior. " he informed me, dragging me into the building. ":well, shit." i muttered, then Dahvie smacked my hand. "what the hell was that for?!" I whisper yelled. "we are in a school, dont cuss!" dahvie laughed, then led me to the office. School had started abput a week ago, so kids were walking around, going to their classes. Dahvie forgot that ineeded to be enrolled, so i got to stay home for a week, while Jack got to go to he-school, then come home and cuddle with me!! We walked into the office,the receptionist looking at Daihvie ,like he was crazy. "HI, i need to enrool him in school, who do i talk to?" Dahvie asked politeley. The receptionist put on a fake smile, and talked," you need to fill this out, and then go talk to Mr.Park, the Principal. She handed Dahvie a piece of grren cardstock, titled 'enrollment card'. He sat down and got to work on the paper, while i watched the many kids walk by through the window of the office.  Just think, soon you will go here, and be bullied again. My mind taunted me. they wont care about you. theyll walk all over you.  Dahvie soon poked my side, and whispered that he was done, and we needed to go talk to the principal. We wak through the door, and found a fairly young man, around the age of 30, looking down at his desk, shuffling through some papers.  Dahvie knocked on the side of the glass door. " oh hello! come have a seat?" he tilted his head to the side, looking weirdl at dahvie.  i rolled my eyes, and plopped down in the seat. dahvie sat down in the other seat, l;ooking rasther nervous, with his wide eyes. " Hi, im Mr. Park, and you are?" he asked, holding out for dahvie to shake.  "im Samuel Vanity, and thats my dad, Dahvie Vanity." I smiled proudly. " hi." Dahvie whispered. " jesus, do i have to do all the talking?' i muttered rolling my eyes. "Dahvie has enrolled me, and the receptionist lady told us to come back here when we were finshed with the enrollment card thingy." Iexplained. " oh, well, im your principal, and i have to tell you about the rules and stuff. Lets start with dress code shall we?" i nodded forn him to go on. " so first, the young men cant have any facial hair. No clothes out of dress code. No tattoos, no piercings, No gauges in ears. " he explained, pointing strsight to my ears. " man that sucks doesnt it?" iasked smirking. " why is that?" Mr. whatever his name is tilited his head. "im not taking mine out." I raised an eyebrow and smirked. "what ever happend to self expression?" i ask, throwing my hands up in the air. "you can do thatn nonsense at home, but at school, youyr face will be free of any metal, and so will your ears!" his voice boomed. "good thing my gauges aren't metal right?" I smiled, pkoing Dahvie's arm. He gave me a 'calm the f*ckdown look', then smiled at Mr. park. " I hope you know that if he is anything like you, DAVID TORRES, then he will be expelled." mr.Park smirked. It was my turn to look wide eyed. Dahvie got up silently, and walked out. Once he hit the hallway, he sprinted to the parking lot. i got up and walked out of the office, and to the parking lot. " dahvie? hey where are you?" i looked around. He wasnt in the car, he wasnt beside it. Where is he? I heard a voice call my name, then turned around. Dahvie was walking to the car. "where'd you go?" i asked. he looked like he had been crying. " nowhere, and your not going to that school. I f*ckin hate him." he muttered, starting the car, then speeding off. " hey Dahv? I know this is a bad time, but can we get starbucks? then we can play pranks on jayy and Jack?" I ask. Pranks usually make Dahvie feel better. or dyeing hair makes him feel better. " yea, but instead, we can have a hair dye party?" Dahvie asked, sniffling. " yea, but first COFFEE!!!" i screamed, making dahvie jump in his seat. oops..

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