I'm sitting in class next to one of my best friends, Cole. Now, Cole is a strange one. He's pretty darn Gay, and he's funny as heck. He's so sassy.
He also hates everyone.
One day, we were working on an assignment in Ms. Cross' class, and one of the questions was, "Who is one of your favorite people?"
Since Cole hates everyone............................................ He decides to put, "my pet iguana, Hellboy"
This is expected from Cole.
But what's not expected is what happens two days later.
Remember how I mentioned that Cole was sassy? Well sometimes, he's sassy at the wrong times.
About a week after completing the assignment, Cole is talking to me and Ms. Cross.
WELL, THINGS ARE ABOUT TO GET INTERESTING> I'm doing dialogue now.
Ms. Cross makes her way towards Cole and I, who are talking to one another about God knows what.
"Ms. Cross!" Cole says, motioning for her to come closer. She complies. "Yes, Cole?"
"So, do you remember how I wrote on that assignment that my iguana was my favorite person?"
"Yes, I do. Why?"
Cole shakes his head sassily as he speaks and says, "Well, two days later he died."
AND MS. CROSS LAUGHED.
It was like one of those laughs that you try to hold in, but you only end up snorting.
I laughed for about ten minutes, and Nobody but the three of us know why we're laughing, and some kid asks why, and Cole says something along the lines of, "My iguana is dead!"
I laughed so hard I cried.
It's funnier when you've experienced it.
