sh*t in middle school

sh*t in middle school

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"dont talk like that!" "go play with some barbie dolls instead of fiddling with those scrunchies of yours!" "dont swear and just play with your barbie dolls!" "act you age!" "how old are you? Youre 11, wow you dont seem like it since you act like a high schooler!". these are questios i hear half of the time in my life. it can get pretty tiring, and i hateee seeing these. so im 11 and i cuss, make high school kinda jokes, know about the latest memes, and not really awkward. i like to see myself as a 6th grader with a high schooler stuck inside of me and they will never come out untill im dead. pls dont go on my storys and say 'uR tO yOunGgG" or "wHy dO yOu aCt liKe thAt" and "wHy dO yOu watCh tHe oFFiCe yoUrE tO yoUng fOr thAt shOw". and i act like this because in middle school (specifically a magnet school) they give out ALOT of home work, while on the internet people expect me to act like jojo siwa, its becuase i dont think a 6 year old can do 100,000 papers in a day. if you think that you are on crack or cocaine mr, ms, mrs (i hope you not a 27 year old here to make fun of a 11 year old for not acting like jojo siwa)
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Completed, but under editing and rewriting. Situation and diction may change, but not the storyline or character. *** "W-when d-did t-they b-build a w-w all on t-the h-hallway?" I asked no one in particular. I rubbed my head with my eyes shut to ease the pain that shot through my head. The sound of laughter made me freeze with my hand on my head. I opened my eyes, slowly. Three handsome boys were staring at me. No, two of the boys were trying to stifle a smile while one of the boys was staring blankly at me. Rude much? It seemed he was the one I hit and not a wall. Thanks Mary for stating the obvious. I stared at his chest probably because he was taller than I am and I had to look up to meet his face. His abs were visible through the blue shirt he wore. Staring at abs in this situation. Oh God! I'm weird. "First you get to be called a wall, interesting. And now, she is checking you out. It isn't fair. Why do you always get the beautiful ones?" One of the boys groaned. I blushed. I was checking a guy out. Wait, What? Did I just blush? Kill me! "I- I m seery, I debt mean to hat you." What did I just say? This couldn't get any worse. The boys looked shocked even the mute handsome boy looked a little bit surprised. Why did I keep calling him handsome? "I-I'm s-sorry I h-hit you, I d-didn't mean to," that sounded better. "Oh," one of the boys said. Oh! Indeed. I was expecting a reply, but the handsome boy in front of me refused to talk. Is he dumb or deaf? "I am Tom. And I am not dumb nor deaf," he said and walked away. I didn't say that aloud, did I? Guess I did. "You did, baby girl," one of the two boys said an. He waved at me dragging his smirking friend with him. That was embarrassing.

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