A Belle Story!

Chapter Four-Mr.Perez, Both of 'em.

Okay I got a few people telling me to continue, so I decided I woud. :3

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I strolled into my 7th period cornet class, jubalent to see-

"Master P!"

"Hey, P Diddy!"

"Mommy!"

Man, Mr.Perez sure did have some nicknames. I laughed at my fellow students, who were for the most part pretty awesome, and waved at Mr.P.

Wow, walking to my locker was hard. My band locker that is. Everybody was already in there, scrumaging to get their cornets. Darn you, stinking crowd! Roar! No seriously, it smelled like cheese.

"Alright class!" Master P called after we had all sat down. "Let's play a high C!"

WHAT! Is that really how we're going to start our day!? Well fine then!

Is that...is that a train? Perhaps a nail and chalkboard factory by the station? Oh, no wait a minute...That was us. Us and our terrible inability to play high notes at the beginning of the period. Yeah, we sounded pretty good, didn't we?

"No! NONONO!" He shouted. "Play it right! Or I will take you to the top of the building, hold you by the ankle, and let you FALL! Then, when you're crying for your mommies and daddies, Imma laugh! HAHAHA!"

We all knew he was kidding, but ,an could that guy get scarier? And we've all seen him throw Joey Heard across the room... I helped. ( :D )

Now, we were pretty and melodious! Hooray for mispelling words even in my head! Woopee!

Mr.P congratulated us and soon we were playing 2 of my favorites (Banana Boat Song and Ode To Joy) at the same time. It actually sounded pretty kewl...

BRIIIIIIIINNNNNNNG!

"Byebye Mommy!"

Mr.P gave me that look that looked angry but also like he smelled a fart and found it hilarious. Sorry, Master P Diddy, but no matter how many times you tell me not to tell you that, I'm gonna.

Fred stood outside the class, even through he had a hall pass in his hand.

"Leave early again?" He nodded. "Alright then, impatience a la fudgatoez."

Let's get to SOCIAL STUDIES! Bum bum bum ba dum bum!

I was the 3rd seat in the front row. It was really just labeled, right row from left row, so I wasn't exactly in the front, more on the side... Fred was over in the second row, right next to me. Yeah. it was pretty awesome.

"Okay class, blah blah blah blah blah."

I nodded to my no-nonsense teacher, Mr.Perez. Yeah, they aren't related. In fact, I have like....3 or 4 Perez people in this darn nabbit school! Curse you frageelee economy! He droaned on and on about social studies junk. Wow...how annoying...

Zee raised her hand. "Yes Miss Vampilla?"

Zee opened her mou- WAIT A MINTUE! Since when was she in this class????? OMG MY FLIBBIN FACE!

The class continued to droan and droan and I was terrified to know how long she had been in here. A whole 2 MINUTES! I know, right. Yeah...yeah right.

"Hm..." I spoke aloud for unknown reasons. "I'll have to get the vampire out of my class somehow...SHE MIGHT EAT MY PETUNIAS! NOT THE PETUUUNIAAAASSS!"

Everybody was staring at me. Oh...

"Bye! Love you, Lucy!"

I ran out the door as fast as I could. Manm thank GOD this was 8th period.

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Tell me if you want more. XD My buddy Megan told me to keep writing it. BLAME HER! lol

I give Megan Webb the full ability to take credit of "fudgatoez" which is fudge and potatoes combined. :D