Aphmau's POV
I stand up and walk to the front of the class, my paragraph was supposed to sound scary but be hilarious. I turned towards them, locking eyes with Garroth so I didn't get as nervous. I began reading,
"I see it. Black and white skin, unlike my own. It walks towards me, slowly, ever so slowly. It's wet feet hitting the ground as it nears me. I can smell fish from it. It's nose, like a bird's, hard and doubling as a mouth. It has no arms, only wings with which it cannot fly. It gets closer to me. This creature, terrifying as it is, is a penguin."
I watch one by one as my classmates break while I'm reading. I knew it! It was funny! Take that Castor!
"Uh," The teacher is at a loss for words at how awesome it was! "That was...very good, Aphmau. Please sit back down. The rest of the class for you is a free period." I walk over to my seat, before turning to Garroth.
I turn to him, only to see him struggling not to laugh, "You know it was supposed to be funny, right?"
His face shifts only slightly before he erupts into laughter, "It was? It was hilarious, Aph!" I give him a smile before the bell rings.
"Uh, I have history with Mr.Cookie next and then lunch," best schedule ever, "You?"
"Creepy that its the same for me?" I watch his face to see if he's lying. He's not but it seems too weird to be sincere.
"Kind of," have to be honest, "But they can only have so many different schedules, I guess."
"Off to history then!"
YOU ARE READING
Phoenix High- Slymau
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