#beepala

Hooooo Boiiii Okay. Strap in y’all. First, a backstory to this story. It was fifth grade and I was struggling with dealing with my first (and last) bullies. This incident is basically what started what is now widely known as my Reign of Terror (all of Middle school— Sophomore year of Highschool A.D.) My bullies were a girl named Star and her coven of hag-lets, and a boy named Ramón. This story involves Star and her pal Kim; versus Me and my best friend (at the time) Rebecca. 

It had been an especially rough day and I didn’t feel like going to recess. So when everyone ran out to go play, when the dust settled it was me and Rebecca, and across the room, Kim and Star. 

This wretched girl loved to taunt me and say things about me, to someone else, loudly, so I could hear while everyone laughed. And listen, I wasn’t a violent kid. I tried my best to ignore her and just grit my teeth. I hadn’t had any sort of history of violence. We began to banter back and forth. Honestly I don’t really remember what was said mainly except that she insulted Brazil and thats when I peacefully let go of any moral restraint. And thus the Dragon was born. A ray of light descended from heaven upon a pair of scissors lying on a bench to my left. I took them in my hand, gazing upon them as King Arthur probably gazed upon Excalibur when he pulled it from the rock. 

I knew there were cameras in the room. Star knew, both our friends knew. Everyone knew. And at that moment, I didn’t care. I flipped the blades and threw it as hard as I could when Star turned her back. And as my high school teacher would say, I nailed her to the wall (not really lmao). But it was a perfect hit between her shoulder blades. Thats when the shrieking began. And chairs and tables were thrown and basically it was a huge mess until my friend dragged me out of that classroom and we ran away to my house. Lol we both cried because we knew we gonna get wrecked by our parents. Honestly the whole thing was so overly dramatic. We went back to the school and confessed about what had happened. 

So they basically threw all four of us in a dark room behind the principals office while they called our parents. My dad was out of town, and the iron grip of shame clutched my heart when I thought about how I must’ve shamed my family. Suddenly the door flew open and in walks my mom, my older sister behind her. She slowly walks to me while I look down in disgrace. She grips my shoulder tightly and looks me in the eyes.

“Did you win?” 

this was easily the most shocking sentence I had ever received at this point in my young life. My mom wasn’t even mad lol she basically laughed in face of the grim principal and I got all four of us two weeks suspension and she didn’t give a wang jangler. My teacher loved me so much and he battled for my good name. Loved that man. He paid me wages for doing tasks for him. 

I hope you know this is my favorite pairing… of like anything… ever.

Eheheheh ;) My Homestuck past resurfaces through him...

GAAAAAASP! HI THANK OH MY AH WORDS HOW

One of my high school friends is named Sam. She is a huge dork and made my first math class of a year and a half a lot easier. Honestly couldn’t have gotten through the first unit without her help.

Also one of my coworkers is named Sam and he is also a huge dork. We both work at Arby’s and he made a “cookie slider” where he took one of our salted caramel cookies, broke it in half, put it on a mini bun, put a slice of swiss cheese on it, and then microwaved it like our regular sliders. It was disgusting but he still ate it.