It’s said that when someone is in deep like with someone, he must just go open his heart to him and give it to him directly, to express your feelings in one hit, in one moment and it is up to them to choose whether or not to accept. Well that’s not my case, I had a crush on that one girl since 2002, she approximately broke up with 5 boyfriends since then and I didn’t have enough balls to go talk to her, I mean, I am the kid who gets bullied from everybody, whether it’s from the brainless-mountain muscled guys who beats anyone or the nerds who get frightened of their own shoelaces! But coming back to that girl, Michigan, god she is just perfect, blonde medium height, perfect body which is very agile and of course she has the strongest quarterback and most well loved guy who beats who even tries to reflect about her, nobody messes with her, but who knows, nobody is perfect, I mean Like may be blind but jealousy has 20-20 vision if you know me, any ways it was time to go to school, I gave my mom the bye-like ya thing and got on my 7 years ancient rusted bike and hit the pedals, as I was riding it, I looked at the weirdoes neighborhood which I live in, at first, Omar’s Family tree, this consists of a busy father, busy mother, and a busy son, a father in a peanut butter factory, the mother as a doctor, and the son in torturing different types of animal, from toads to fishes, you name it! Next was the Heather’s, this family tree had 9 children who all died in war in Afghanistan, yes, you get it the guy always reads a news letter while eating bread and water, the woman, well she just has those two sticks which she knits with clothes for the man which he never wear and end up to … umm me. Next is our church which I never go to, I really don’t have a known religion. And then comes two blocks of stone-made houses which are very ancient and filled with words with black and red sprays saying “I was here…” and “I am stupid r u…” and these kind of stuff, of course all of these houses are broken and nobody lives or wants to live in so they are usually places for muggers and thugs to work!, any ways, after ten minutes voted for and I reached school. I was- like my mom- says in an “above average school” but all the teacher in it are either psychopaths or perverts, the psychopaths believe in alien and weird stuff but of course they don’t waste the time of the period on this kind of stuff, they have to annoy us with history and physics and dull stuff, on the other hands perverts well I don’t need to give reasons for. Any ways it was time for my favorite subject, chemistry, no, not because I adore how chlorine and magnesium bond together, it was the only subject I share with her, she entered the class, took off her jacket and hanged it over the door knot, it was time for the moment of truth, later that day I had chose that I am officially going to talk her now and as I got up and went my foot, Mr. bitch came in.
“Ohhh, wait, wait, wait, did you just look at my girlfriend?”
Cowardly I answered “No man sorry, I was just getting up to …”
“Yes, you were getting up to clean up my chair with your jacket”
Many view came to my mind, to punch him in his face then his stomach ending up in the killer but as every time I just did what he questioned of me
“Here, clean as new”
“No, I don’t like it, lick it with your mouth then wash it with your jacket!”
Everybody laughed and “OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOed” started coming out
I said so frightened “listen man let us just not do that please”
Michigan after finishing talking with her best supporter Sara started realizing what was experience.
“You either clean it or you get …”
“Sam… what’s incorrect with you leave him alone”
“Yes honey sorry” he turns to her and then turns over again to me and says
“This isn’t finished, I’ll meet you” and he winks.
Mr. Psychopaths enters class with his Harry Potter glasses and says his ancient well-known saying
“Get seated or I’ll get seated” and believe me you don’t want to know what’s that, he keeps bla-blabing about iron properties and for the first time I answer a question in his period as I always concentrate on you know who. After 4 hours of a really dull lesson the rings comes out in the dead, dig that, it comes out in the deeds with only on human being alive, the psychopaths, as my bag got kicked multiple times, I pick it up and as I go he calls me
“Mr. Drag…”
“Dragomeir sir”
“Anyways, your marks are very low; I skepticism that you are going to pass if you don’t submit your assignment”
“Yes sir” lacking to kill him
“Ok off you go”
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