A Night Worth Remembering
Frank Oreo?
I was sitting in theater enjoying my life of being popular and well of course good looking. When the bitch of a teacher tells us that she already assigned partners and I would have no problem with that because that means I would only have to talk to them, but no, she just had to say that we needed to talk to them outside of school... this class is going to be a drag.
I didn't even want to take this stupid class, but they didn't let me take another year of art... assholes. It was either this or another year of Chemistry, No Thanks! Now I'm stuck with this Oreo kid, who the fuck is that?
"Now class the period is almost over so your only homework is to just look over the script because we will start auditions tomorrow!!" the teacher exclaimed a bit too happy. Then the bell rang I picked up my things and left the room quickly... it's my last year in this hell hole and I can already tell it's going to suck.
I didn't even want to take this stupid class, but they didn't let me take another year of art... assholes. It was either this or another year of Chemistry, No Thanks! Now I'm stuck with this Oreo kid, who the fuck is that?
"Now class the period is almost over so your only homework is to just look over the script because we will start auditions tomorrow!!" the teacher exclaimed a bit too happy. Then the bell rang I picked up my things and left the room quickly... it's my last year in this hell hole and I can already tell it's going to suck.
It's totally fine! Take your time! :)
6/1/14