Maria was looking around, searching for someone to talk to.
This was her first school year here, and sadly Gabby could not attend until next year.
She was the official new girl on the block.
While looking around, she saw a girl in a wheelchair, a boy kindly sipping tea on a bench, 3 people landing in the parking lot on a giant hair straightene r, a sad girl crying silently in the corner, and an incredibly muscled farm girl that reminded her of a scorpion.
“What the heck not doin’ it,” Maria said.
The bell rand, and everyone started heading for the doors. Maria followed.
Her locker number was -11.3, located in the basement. She climbed down the nearest staircase.
The basement was dark and damp. It was only about 10 feet long on all sides. There were about 15 lockers throughout the entire room. Dead rats were scattered everywhere.
Only two other kids had lockers in the basement. One was short with beautiful black hair that flowed down to his waste (Not Logan, btw.)
The other kid was a creepy, tall nerd who kept smiling at Maria. Slime oozed down from his unwashed face.
Ignoring the disgusting nerd, Maria went to her locker.
A few minutes later, Maria entered the auditorium for the beginning-of-the-year assembly. She took a seat in the very back.
“Wrong,” a teacher said, pushing Maria out of the seat. “You’re a n3wb. You have to go onto the stage and introduce yourself.”
“Oh my God EW1!” Maria cried. “Nope. Not doin’ it.”
“But you HAVE to!” the teacher cried.
“NO!” Maria screamed.
“NNOO!!” the teacher screamed back.
“Why can’t I just sit, freak??” Maria asked angrily.
“Cause some people aren’t likin’ it,” the teacher replied.
Somehow, that convinced her. She walked in front of the stage, where a bunch of other kids just entering the school were lined up.
The principal gave a long, pointless speech about how to behave and crap. Finally, he began calling students onto the stage, starting with a red-faced girl named ‘Vicky Apple’.
Each student was expected to walk up, state their name, and cart wheel their way of stage.
A couple students later, students such as Sara Crysadgirl and Katie Dibble were called. The line grew shorter.
The people who flew in on the hair straightene r (Logan and Lukas grace, and Shanaynay Naynay) stepped on the stage, immediately followed by the girl in the wheelchair named Kristen Kripple.
The weird nerd from the basement was called, and Maria found out his name was Dante Multiplex. Also, the hairy boy from the basement’s name was Vito Rodent.
Finally, Maria Flakk’s name was called, which was strangely out of alphabetical order. She walked up onto the stage.
“Say your name and do a cart wheel,” the principal demanded.
“Not doin’ it,” Maria whispered to herself.
The principal growled.
“Fine. Pass, Lazy newb.”
She stepped off stage, smiling.
She watched as a boy named Alex Muhdde was called, followed by a frighteningly obese boy named George Ieatpeople.
Another boy named Conrad Teatea stepped on stage. He was the polite boy who liked to drink tea, as his name curiously implied.
Craig Runescape, the tiniest and most obnoxious boy Maria had ever seen, was also called, along with the farm girl named Ashley Muscles.
Finally, the assembly was over.
Maria was the first out.
Friday, May 15, 2009
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