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Chapter 4: School sucks
It's the Monday after the tournament. We had an amazing time, even went to the game center near the movie theater and wasted our money on winning tickets to win some stickers. I chose some silly glasses too.
Anyway, I'm on my free period, which sucks! Why? Because my friends don't share it with me. To top it all off, the kick that Jessie red haired girl gave me in the tournament left a bruise. Yeah, a big, purple bruise right on my chin. Ugly. I have another one on my shoulder, but that one isn't for eyes to see. Thank God for shirts, am I right? Obviously, since I use sleeves shirts. It's not like I would go to school without a shirt! That would be improper!
I usually do homework at this hour and try to study for the best class ever! History. You notice the sarcasm, right? You really thought that was my favorite class? Gullible.
I've been having (what for me is) low grades. B's and C's. I'm considered a nerd sometimes, but if I keep having these kind of grades, I'm doomed. I've been having straight A's all my life and I'll be damned if History changes that.
So here I was, sitting under my tree located at the back of the school. I've been coming here every free period I can. It's silent and peaceful; slightly chilly as the Holidays are creeping up.
When I finally take out my things, I have my eyes glued on my History review. Next exam will be next week. Still, I have to study or I'll have a bad grade again. Don't want that.
Suddenly, my awesome ninja senses picked up a presence near me. My gaze flickered around, but didn't notice anything out of the ordinary.
I frowned. Strange, my ninja senses never fail. Oh God. They never fail! And they did just now! God I need some more training with Master YODA.
*sniff*
You heard that too right?
It wasn't me.
I've lost it. I'm hearing things.
I am considered crazy already, but you know; getting crazier.
*sniff sniff*
THERE IT IS AGAIN!
I stopped what I was doing (and it wasn't much since I read and don't get a thing.) and listened.
*sniff*
It came form behind my tree. I shifted around and crawled around the trunk slowly, not making much noise.
What could be back there? A squirrel with the flu? A fairy with flu? A talking tree with the flu? A ninja with flu? A serial killer with flu? A flu with flu?! No, that last one didn't make sense. SARA! Concentrate!
I crawl around the tree, slowly. In the way killing some ants. Yeah, I'm a killer. Ant killer. Muahaha! *Evil laugh*
When I finally see what is behind the tree, I sighed relieved.
His reaction wasn't exactly like mine.
"AHHHH! What the-?! Sara! You scared the living daylights out of me!"
There Jonathan was, with his hoddie on and with a notebook in hand.
I broke into laughter. "Oh my God! Your face was priceless!"
Jonathan frowned and shrugged. "Funny." He ignored me and kept doing what he was doing. Reading or studying? I don't know the difference.
"Sorry. Didn't mean to scare ya. I thought it was a squirrel with a bad case of flu."
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