I Need To Tell You My Story

Chapter 9: The Three Mythical Tricksters Strike Again

Wednesday 2000

Listen to Hurricane Drunk by Florence and the machine while reading this chapter

I rode my bike along the path trying to balance across the curb like I do. "So I have the plans" Rhett said. Me and link nodded. "Ok so here is where link you will put the..." Rhett said blabbering on and on about are school "surprise". "The Three Mythical Tricksters" we all said highfiving. We parked our bikes and walked into school with smirks across our faces...
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"So on Friday I expect your poetry assessment" Mrs. July said. Link is on one end of the mat and Rhett on the other and I'm in the middle. I looked at the clock. 10 minutes till the bell rings. I nodded to Rhett and link. Mrs. July turned her head to write something on the board. I ran over to my desk and pulled out three black markers and quickly sat next to link. "Excuse me miss can I please grab a tissue my nose is stuffy" Rhett said putting his hand up. Mrs. July nodded and Rhett walked over to the tissues. He grabbed a tissue and pretended to blow his nose. He put it in the trash the sat next to me and link. It was all a plan. We are pretty smart for 9 year olds 😏. I gave a marker to Rhett and link then we leaned over to the time out table. Yes 9 year olds have to have time out its stupid they should have stopped that in the 3rd grade. We started writing "bad words" on the table. We quietly giggled as he wrote hell and the "s word". We knew a lot of words for 4th graders. "You three what are you doing" mrs. July yelled walking over to us. We hoped to get caught. We put the lids on the markers and sat down like none of that happened. Mrs. Julys eyes bulged when she saw the baddest word we wrote. "To the principals office now!" She snapped giving us our bags. "You can not write such bad words especially on school property!" She yelled as us three giggled and walked out the classroom door. Some kids snickered. We walked down the hall as Mrs. Luther the strictest teacher in school walked us down to the principals office. We stopped. "Hurry up keep walking" she yelled. We turned around and ran for it down the hallway. We laughed as Mrs. Strict ran after us. "Come back here immediately before you get expelled!" She yelled no screamed at us. We just continued running and laughing side by side. "Now link!" Me and Rhett yelled as Mrs. Strict nearly grabbed us by the collar. Link ran to the side and spilled a bucket of liquid soap all over the floor then continue used running with us. We stopped running and turned around. "Wah woah!" Mrs. Luther yelled before slipping over the soap. We laughed so much that my stomach started hurting. "Get them!" Mrs. Luther yelled before about 20 grade 7's ran out of their classrooms and started chasing us. She must have them for backup when smart and cool kids like us defeat her. We ran nearly at the doors. "Now Rhett!" Me and link yelled. He grabbed a stink bomb from his pocket let it off and threw it in the middle of 10 kids. They all started gagging and coughing as disgusting smelly green smoke filled the area they are in. They sat on the ground gagging still as the other 10 kids still chased after us. We laughed and continued running. We skidded to a halt and ran down the last hallway to the front school doors. Just as us three were about to slam open those doors I turned around and got my nerf gun out of my bag. "NOW!" Rhett and link practically screamed as I started rapidly shooting all the kids in our path. They all fell over ducking for cover and dodging bullets. "Haha suckers!" We all yelled and ran out of the doors followed after many kids yelling "don't think your safe because we will get revenge! We laughed so much and unlocked our bikes from the bike rack. We sped down the road like it was the last day on earth. We purposely left the school doors open. As we rode down the pathway papers came flying out through the school doors behind us. We laughed and continued riding. "Take that The Mythical Tricksters can never be defeated!" We all yelled riding down our street. This is the best thing that has ever happened to me...