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WARNING: there are a lot of profanity's and it may be hard to connect some idea's because the character has ADD
8 periods in the life
I did it ; I have successfully made it through the eight periods, six hour hell known as school. As I walk out the door and towards the fence to the right of the dumpster where I wait for the bus every day, I see jerry walking towards me.
He has some sort of mental disability but I wouldn’t call him retarded. I would never call some one with a mental disability retarded. He’s a cool kid and all but sometimes it just gets annoying to talk to him.
“Hey Eric!”
“Oh hey man, what’s happening?”
“Did you hear about the-” Just then Chelsea walks up and starts talking.
“Oh my god Eric, did you really draw that kid a picture?”
“Hold up, I’m talk-”
“Whatever, did you!?” god she can be such a fucking bitch.
“Yeah, I’m talking with Jerry, go the fuck away!” I said it playfully. She really didn’t understand I was pissed.
“So Jerry, what were you saying?”
“Oh, nothing, never mind.” He doesn’t sound mad, just let down. I feel pretty bad. But I talk to that kid a lot, and after a rough day I just want to go chill with my close friends.
So I said bye, and I walk over to these weird wooden stakes that protrude from the ground about four feet, and are about two feet thick. I sit down and watch as a crowd of my friends meet up in the usual spot. The usual suspects! That’s a great movie. Holy Shit! It’s Friday! I always forget what day it is and remember once a period and forget 10 minutes after. Sweet I got a plan now, step one, get home, step two, eat, step three, sleep, step four… Step four… Who gives a fuck about step four! I’m going to be home soon. Nasty. Oh yeah, the girls.
“Hey guys.” I say simply
“Hey Eric” I was looking at Lana, she’s like my baby sister… she’s also a wicked horny, yet prude, and 4 ’11. That’s why I call her Smurfette. It kind of depresses me that we aren’t close anymore, but fuck it if she doesn’t care, why should I? Then my eyes turn to Kathy. She’s pretty cool but can be kind of a bitch. She’s kind of chubby and wears like cobra command starship, or however the fuck you say it. Mandy is here but I don’t care about her that much. Finally we get to Lauren. She hates me. There as a time two months ago when I called her a porn star nonstop. She finally flipped out but I made it up by buying hot chocolate. She’s still a bitch all the time. Oh, Sweet! It’s Caitlyn Escafario! She’s totally cool, I can’t even describe it. Her parents are awesome! So her mom lets her smoke and drink, as long as she has strait A’s! So it’s like their cool parents and good parents at the same time! She is cool enough that I shared my very first joint of my own with her. Granted, that was like, two weeks ago.
“Hi Caitlyn Escafario!” I always say her full name.
“Hi Eric Johnson!” she always says my full name. She’s pretty hot. I mean not like, Holy shit! I would fuck her for a week strait, but more like, she’s pretty. That is a better way to describe her.
“How are you doing on this fine day?” we always talk kinda weird. We always do a lot of things
“I am doing fantastic thank you.” Oh shit, now the buses are pulling in. that sucks, I gotta try to hang out with her more often.
“Oh, hey I gotta go, I’ll see you later Eric Johnson.”
“Bye Caitlyn Escafario!” Now to get on the bus. Fuck the bus.
I step up the three stairs towards the bus driver… I don’t say anything to her cause Evelyn is a bitch. Oh god I hate my bus. I walk past Taylor and some little faggot 7th grader whose name I don’t know. The chubby kid behind me, Jake, pushes Taylor in and they sit and begin to talk. You can’t really call it a conversation because all they do is talk about weed… I mean, pots fun and all, but Jesus fucking Christ! There is more to life than a bowl and a lighter. The other thing is they’re not cool peaceful potheads. They listen to slipknot and ICP all the fucking time. When I blaze I like to put some Pink Floyd in and just chill. They are so fucking stupid. I walk right pass them, which is a new thing for me, because I recently stopped sitting with them. Not because I didn’t realize they were queer, but because I finally stopped putting up with it. I sit in the first open seat I can find, diagonal from Taylor and adjacent to the Dino Twins.
Let me tell you about the Dino Twins. They are stupid, loud; seventh graders who share no relation, yet still remind me of prehistoric reptiles one of them, in my head I call her Allie, because she looks like an allosaurus. Her older sister is only an eighth grader, yet still hot, popular, and kind of funny. She’ll just never measure up. Funny how things work. The other I call Sarah, because she reminds me of the triceratops from the land before time.
So I sit ands start rehearsing my plan, while trying to block out a conversation about how high they were the same as every day, and a conversation about how “that guy looks so GROSS in Hollister!” Give me a hand gun and paint the bus windows with my brains. My mind wanders to the chicken I will be having later… mmmmh…. Chicken, we talked about that in my last period teen relationships! Apparently, KFC throws their chickens against the walls to stun before decapitating them. That shits hilarious. It’s like that episode of south park when-
“Oh, my god, I would never be caught dead wearing that!” I wish Allie would shut the fuck up.
“Yeah, I know! She looks so stupid.” Sarah’s just a wannabe sidekick. I wish another comet would fall on everyone on this bus. Or the Allosaurus could just go back to a more natural diet. Which ever works.
“So I started thinking about what I’m gonna wear for the dance next week,”
“The dance isn’t until the 14th retard.” Taylor says. I wish they would all take a nap in a burning building
“Why are you listening to us?” she tells him.
“Maybe it’s because your really loud.” I am so glad I decided to talk.
“Why are you listening!” she says while casting me a dirtier look.
“MAYBE IT’S BECAUSE YOU’RE REALLY LOUD!” I shout. Not angry, just loud. She looks at me with anger and puzzlement.
“Your really weird.” Fuck you Dino Bitch! Go charge a rock and break your neck.
“Yeah, but you forgot about SEXY!” she looked at me like I was telling her that the whites were enslaved by the blacks back in the day… but she’d probably believe me on that one.
“Eww Nuh Uh!” apparently someone doesn’t understand the concept of sarcasm. A bit too far over her head.
“Ch Yeah Huh!” the bus comes to a screeching halt. I'm not sure but i think a banshee lives in the engine.
“Hey I know that you wanna see me and all, but I think we should just be friends.” She gave me this look of sheer blonde retardedness.
“Catch ya latter cutie.” Said in a kidding voice. I did it. I was home.
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