The Bad Boy and Bad Girl

I wasn't scared. At this point in time, I was used to it. This was my 3rd time in high school. Pranks and wrong-doing got me to where I was. Only this time it wasn't just any regular school. It was a private school. I always wished that I didn't have to go to one, but I guess that's what I get for "accidentally" pushing a teacher down the stairs, for filling the principle's car with whipped cream, and for spray painting the whole cafeteria. Bummer. I told me mom this would be my last school that I move to because I've "changed" but it's only because I'm a senior. I have to prepare myself for a bad year, but I don't see you soon any reason why I shouldn't play little pranks. Get prepared Grather High School, Alex is coming!!