The Ring of Time
You decide to risk it and sit in front of the jocks. Remembering that most of the ridicule you received in life was from the sports-involved students, you almost hope that they try messing with you.
As you sit down you can hear them laughing to themselves behind you. One of them taps you on the back just before the bell rings. "Duhh, are you good at English?" he asks.
You shrug your shoulders, "I'm pretty good, yeah," you say.
"Good," He says, "Den I'm copying offa you dis year. You better get me a A!"
Before you can respond, the teacher introduces herself to the class and starts passing out textbooks. The textbooks (you're sure) are filled with useless stories with a low to moderate entertainment value, as all English books usually are. There may be one or two gems among the compilation of short stories, but as you flip through your book you find the first few are so drab and boring that you wonder how they made it into the book at all.
That's when a paper wad hits you in the back of the head. It takes you by surprise and your head jerks forward as if struck by a rubber bullet. The jocks behind you laugh.
You knew they would try something, but not so soon. They will pay, you decide... the question is how.
(Room originally created by donteatpoop on Oct 31, 2005 12:18 - Edited for posting by michaelrayholt on Oct 31, 14:35)
As you sit down you can hear them laughing to themselves behind you. One of them taps you on the back just before the bell rings. "Duhh, are you good at English?" he asks.
You shrug your shoulders, "I'm pretty good, yeah," you say.
"Good," He says, "Den I'm copying offa you dis year. You better get me a A!"
Before you can respond, the teacher introduces herself to the class and starts passing out textbooks. The textbooks (you're sure) are filled with useless stories with a low to moderate entertainment value, as all English books usually are. There may be one or two gems among the compilation of short stories, but as you flip through your book you find the first few are so drab and boring that you wonder how they made it into the book at all.
That's when a paper wad hits you in the back of the head. It takes you by surprise and your head jerks forward as if struck by a rubber bullet. The jocks behind you laugh.
You knew they would try something, but not so soon. They will pay, you decide... the question is how.
(Room originally created by donteatpoop on Oct 31, 2005 12:18 - Edited for posting by michaelrayholt on Oct 31, 14:35)
You have 3 choices:
- Freeze time and make it look as though the jocks are doing something gay.
- Rewind time and catch the paper ball when it is thrown at you as though you have some sort of ninja-like reflexes.
- Ahh, let it go. They're just trying to express their frustration with their low intellects in a format that they understand.