Authors Note: I saw this and I thought it would be really fun to write, and so far, it has been. Oh, If anyone has an idea for an entry or like a twist, DON'T HESITATE!
Disclaimer: I don't own them...HA! I didn't say who! Fine, I don't own the newsies.
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Topic: Free Writing
This is so stupid. Hmmmm...Lets think of how many ways I can waste fifteen minutes of my already dull life.
YOU SUCK MISS GREEN! You hear me! YOU SUCK! Oh, don't glare at me. You know that you have like no right to read this! It's called invasion of privacy, that's gotta break some kind of law. I could sue...maybe I should. Nevermind, your a teacher, you don't make crap.
Damn you, I might as well waste time.
I'm Anthony Higgins, they call me Race. No it's not weird, I'm a runner and a pretty damn good one at that. How good, you ask. Wait a minute, how many school records have a I beaten? What was that? Oh that's right, THREE! Eat that, Green!
Let's see how much fun everyone else is having with this fucktastic little assignment.
HAHA! Itey just picked his nose, he thinks I didn't see but I totally did. MWAH HA HA!
Whoo! That made my day, let's continue on.
Spot's sleeping! Ow! That bastard punched me! I didn't even do anything. All I did was tell him he's got drool dripping down his face, so what if he doesn't, he looked funny rubbing his face. Shit, that really hurt, you suck Spot, you're lucky your my best friend or I would've been forced to kick your ass. Don't make be break out my ninja skills.
Man, this class is really boring, their all actually writing.
I wonder how many minutes are left, Fuck! I forgot to look at the time before we started. That probably would've been a good idea.
Oh my God! I have spaghetti sauce on my shirt. I guess this shirt wasn't clean. It doesn't smell bad. DAMNIT! Now I want spaghetti. God, Mom makes the best spaghetti, what would you expect? She's only like the most Italian person I know, besides dad. The good thing about being Italian, the food. The bad thing, the cussing. Maybe I can sometimes accidentally let a few words slip but it's not my fault. Dad cusses like there's no tomorrow and mom tries not to but it's in her blood. Just like her, it was passed to me, like I said, it's all in the genes.
YES! TIME'S UP! UP YOUR'S MRS.GREEN!
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Yay! I'm done with the first chapter! REVIEW!