Author's note: As a 12 year old 6th grade student, I put some feelings and parts of my life in this. Please enjoy!
"Mordecai. MORDECAI!" "What! What!" Mordecai grabs the bat beside his bed. "You forgot to set your alarm." "Yeah I'm only one minute late but thanks anyways." "No problem, honey." Mordecai's mom walks out of the room. He yawns and sets the bat down. He goes down the hall for breakfast.
He quickly jumps in the shower, brushes his teeth, and puts on deodorant. "Ok, I'm off!" "Ok bye sweety!" At the bus stop Mordecai hates the fact that he has to lug this dumb saxophone around all day. Band is a cool thing at first, but don't try. Seriously, DO NOT.
"Hi." Mordecai says to the bus driver. "SCREW YOU AND YOUR ***** **** FRIEND! GOD YOU *** ****** **** **** ****!" Mordecai ignores this and makes his way to his seat. About 7 minutes pass and his best friend Rigby sits beside him. "Hey gimme the homework so I can copy." "Yea-NO." The bird replies.
At school, Mordecai goes to his locker for science. "Hey fagwad." Noah pushes Mordecai into his locker. Instinctively Mordecai pushes back, harder, stronger. Rigby runs to the seen but is quickly shoved to by a friend of Noah's. But doesn't interfere. WHAM! A blow right to the jay's gut. Mordecai takes 2 seconds to know what to do. BOOOOOOM! Mordecai punches Noah in the jaw so hard, he hits the ground crying. "How ya like me now, FAG?" Mordecai quickly runs into the classroom.
"Class, blah blah blah." That's all he hears. He manages to get a peak into the other class. There she was. The perfectly built girl. Margaret. Her silky feathers and her red and white chest. He enjoyed school for this. "C'mon Mordecai, answer me." "Wha, huwahe? Oh, what was the question?" "What was the assignment last night?"Mrs. Skinner asked. "Oh, we had to make a character trait web." "Yes. Now Rigby, present first." Mordecai saw the fear on his face. "Uh, we actually did one together." Mordecai says. "Very well. Please present. They present the web.
"Hey man, thanks for that save." "No problem. I hate 6th grade." He said. "Yeah me too. Hey wanna come over later and play Strong Johns?" "Yeah sure. See ya." This is Mordecai's life.