11th Grade - Maybe I'm the problem...Nahhh It just sucks

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Fallon was straight chillin once again. Simply vibin in her 11th grade English class when her teacher walks in with a very heavy binder and slams it on her desk. She very briskly walks over to the Board and Fallon's heart rate speeds up. She's havin major deja vu. 

Unit: 2 Rhetorical Analysis

Fallon can't take any more of this. She freaks out - inside of course. She doesn't know how she's survived this long. Imma drop out I swear. She pulls out her sketchbook and doodles once again. 

Her teacher actually tries to teach Rhetorical Analysis in a fun way. Fallon is confused, this is unknown territory. She pays attention for once in her life. She actually learns what Rhetorical Analysis. She was right to hate it, it sucks. But now she knows. Nothing bad happens to her this year. The Rhetorical Analysis Gods have spared her. Maybe this was the key, to understand before you hate. Maybe It was Fallon's fault she hated Rhetorical Analysis so much. Maybe she brought this upon herself. nahhhh its just suckksssss. 

She now hated every aspect of Rhetorical Analysis because she fully understood it. The Rhetorical Analysis Gods were pissed, they tried to being her to light and learn something new but Fallon hated it. 

The Gods fully spited her now life was gonna be hell.

Fallon was not prepared for the Wrath of the Rhetorical Analysis gods. 

well maybe she was, as the "wrath of Rhetorical Analysis gods" was just a failing grade in this unit. 


What time is it? Summer time! It's our vacation! 

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