Thoughts for Thought

Silence Mickey, silence

[1/17/15]

This little incident happened in my very own school. What school you say? We're calling it Siddot's High School or SHS for short. It's weird to say the least that I go to a high school that everyone decides to do something stupid once a week, including me. I don't think it's a personal or peer pressure problem. Just because this school is known for it's 'Bad' reputation, the students attending the school know it's all talk.

What is the real problem mainly is about? One word my friends. That'll strike fear to all of sophomore, Junior, and senior students alike...

Freshman.

As a Sophomore in high school at the time (Junior now), I actually have a found hatred towards these kids because of how they act and what my older friends think about them. Now I'm not saying that I ignore and loath them 24-7 because that's not true. I have a few friends that I've made and hell, they are sometimes the most maturation SOME situations.

The freshman are as annoying as playing Here comes Santa Claus on repeat for the rest of your life. You might as well strap a device onto their backs playing the damn song. I mean, it's not their fault... partly. They are in the awkward stage of transitioning from grade school to actual high school. I'm sure they are scared shitless from all the stories they've herd from 'being pushed into lockers' and 'the freshman hunt' that they act out in pure stupidity. But I'm pretty sure that's not the case for a guy that you will know later as Mickey the freshman.

We all know that high school is actually better than the judgemental cruelty of k-8. It's the diversity and equality of people who are extremely different yet you still become friends. That's the magic kids. Pure magic.

Kinda off topic -.-

What im trying to tell you is that freshman are full of surprises.

Especially this freshman.

Who we are calling Mickey, is in my 5th period algebra class. Why is Siddot taking a freshman class? Well as an arrogant pre-teen, I decided to not participate in any type of work involving math. So I failed. Now I have to take two math classes this year. See? We all have our freshman moments.

Anyway, Mickey, is the type of student to interupt the class in any way possible. It's like he has Tourette syndrome or something. He's one of the guy's that think making fart noises every time the sub takes a step is hilarious. And the rest of the freshman laugh while the few sophomore's and a junior are sitting there, wishing we could help the poor teacher-for-a-day. Cause guess what, we actually want to learn and pass this year. But no one speaks up and we let the freshman have their cruel fun.

Now this situation actually involves THE teacher instead of a sub.

Our Algebra will be called Mrs. Algebra. Creative, right? And her reputation to the freshman mainly revolves around evil and bitchy, but I think she's a great teacher in my opinion. But ya know, that's just me.

It started out as a normal day in a math class, taking notes, solving problems, taking notes... And Mrs. Algebra decided to throw a surprise test our way. You could hear the echo's of suffer and misery coming from the Freshman. I was relieved that this test is finally here because even though I failed the class last year, Algebra comes easy to me and it's a boring class to take over again.

So the teacher passes out the tests and I get started right away. It's always been a race between this guy and I, since this is the only class I have with him and we enjoy the competition.

Everything was going great until this happened.

"Hoho."

Now you have to think that while taking a test, you would just ignore the sound and everyone would be mature. Nope.

This caused a class fucking riot.

I glanced behind me at the guy which just shrugged his shoulders and smiled like he was the one who did it. But I knew better that the nerd would do such a thing.

Mrs. Algebra looked a bit annoyed at everyone, "Alright, that's enough class."

So everyone was silent and working again, but of course it happened again.

"Hoho!"

This time it was louder and it sounded scarily like Mickey Mouse.

I couldn't help myself but to laugh along to that. I mean, it's stupid but weirdly entertaining. But Mrs. Algebra didn't think of it that way.

"Who is making that ridiculous sound?"

"Hoho."

Everyone, including me, started darting around for the suspect. And my eye's laid strait on the culprit. Mickey.

His seat was in the back corner, farthest from the teachers desk.

My friend at the time poked my shoulder and nudged his head at Mickey. He knows too. It's pretty obvious that the person was indeed Mickey and everyone but the teacher figured it out in a few seconds tops.

I wasn't going to snitch on Mickey though. That would put me into a bad spot in high school and I already worked hard to ignore stupid idiots like him.

Mrs. Algebra was pissed off. "Are you serious? You guys are in high school and I see kindergarteners behave better than you!"

And all I can say now, is that Mickey has a very open mind.

"Says the walkin', talkin' dino-bitch, hoho!"

Everybody was silent. I glanced at the friend, which had the same expression as I had. 'It's. About. To go. Down.'

We all knew that Mickey took it too far, and Mrs. Algebra finally caught on to who that was.

The class sat in silence and watched as Mickey was summoned to the front desk. He took his time and bathed in the attention he was receiving, like he owned the class or something. It was like watching a tv show.

Mrs. Algebra was completely done with him. She wrote him a detention for calling her a walkin' talkin' dino-bitch and kicked him out of class for the day.

Mickey didn't have a problem with any of this and took the punishment. But before he walked out of class, of course he had to say it. Everyone saw this coming.

"That's all folks!"

I shook my head. What a normal school I go to.

Q: What would you do in this situation? Laugh? Snitch? Stab Mickey? Tell me! :)

a/n: I can't believe I published this -. (\