Family Matters to Attend

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^Theme Song Above^
Time passed.
A lot of time.
3rd grade.
4th grade.
5th grade.
Jack grew up along with Steve and his dad. During the summer before 6th grade Mr. Swagger got cancer.
Jack and Steve were sad.
For weeks the family hoped for the best. It wasn't looking good. Jack and his lil' bro stayed at his grandparents house. Jack was old enough to know that his dad was basically a hoe-bag.
Because of the whole Sarah and Steve thing. Mr. Swagger died, July 14.
Life wasn't good for Jack.
At the start of 6th grade, The Franchise, had won his old classmates over and the new ones. He still had friends though and he was indeed popular. Emma and him started dating which was his life long dream. His best friend, Carl Broski, hadn't ditched him.
Jack had to win over his old friends, someway, somehow.
The talent show was coming up and Jack was going to right a rap. Unfortunately, the school wouldn't allow him to sing it because it was to "naughty". So Jack decided to have a party at his house. Everyone came including The Franchise, but because he was living with his Grandma she let him in. The party was epic. People found there way into Grandpa Swagger's beer cabinet and started drinking it. Jack didn't of course.
People started playing seven minutes in heaven. When it was Jack and Emma's turn they of course made-out. Like a boss. Carl even got some action to. So did Lamar. Then this special-Ed kid named, Chipper, came into the party. It tots killed the vibe. It was time for Jack to rap his rap. He was ready. He got up on the couch and grabbed the mic everyone was watching.

"Roses are red violets are blue
If we ever kiss, I'd get the flu
Grain is yellow grass is greener
When I think of you, I play with my violin.
Your a nice girl who happens to be a snitch
I got this shirt from Abercrombie and Fitch.
You don't have to be mean.
I'm leaglly blind.
Baby I grind.
I like to eat corn
I like to watch tv
Your girl is a snitch
Who helped me with my homework in a ditch.
Why are you even breathing.
I like eating chips
I like saggy crips
These lyrics are for my Emma.
Who happens to be my girlfriend.
My name is Swagger
I got them moves like jagger
Obama wishes she could be me".

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