Takeru was looking at the clock on the wall. The hands slowly turning, as everyone in the classroom impatiently waited for it to struck 3pm.
Come on. Come on already! He thought.
The clock finally struck 3pm.
"Have a safe summer break." The teacher said, as the students ran out of the classroom, ignoring his good wishes.
"YEAH, SUMMER VACATION!" Screamed Takeru, as he ran out of the school.
"Yo, Takeru what are your plans for this break?" Asked Kengo, his friend and fellow big tiddie aficionado.
"Go to the beach and scope dem big tiddies. Maybe even get laid!" Takeru said laughing.
"Hahaha" Haruko said mockingly. "You poor people always amuse me." She said coldly.
"Haruko, we live in the same neighborhood, for Buddha's sake." He responded.
"Oh, is that so?" She raised her eyebrow, "then why am I going to Hawaii while your staying home playing with your Wii?"
"Dayum, Haruko! Why do you have to dis my boy like that?" Asked Kengo.
"Yeah, Haruko. Why you so cold? And for your information, I'm not poor. Just financially challenged." Responded Takeru.
"Is that why you can't get a date?" she chuckled. "Is that like your pick up line? Hey baby, wanna go out with a financially challenged stud?" She said as she busted out laughing.
"Nah hol' on. I don't need this type of disrespect from you, okay. Back me up, home fry."
"I'm right here, G." Responded Kengo. "My boi never did you dirty, so why you always ridin' his ass?"
"That's right! Ever since your family got that big ol' inheritance from your great uncle, they been livin' large and bragging 'bout being high rollers."
"So, what, moron? You envious?" Haruko said with a smug grin on her face.
"Guess who's going to San Francisco for summer vacation!" Inaho interrupted.
All three of them busted out laughing.
"What did I say?" She asked with a hint of embarrassment.
"Nobody cares if you want to walk on streets filled with shit and syringes." Takeru said.
"You're just jealous I'm going to California and you're not!"
"Oh, yeah. 'Cause I'm totally jealous of walking on shit and getting in a fight with a junkie high on PCP. Do us a favor, get tested when you come back 'cause the whole school would greatly appreciate it."
"I hate you Takeru! You're just a virgin with rage!"
"And you're just another chick with a chest flatter than an IKEA table. Do me a favor, take a nice bath with the blow dryer on."
Kengo laughed at Takeru's comeback.
"Takeru! That's not funny." Said Haruko.
"You wanna know what's funny? Her dumb ass mother tripping on a cordless phone while she was pregnant with her. Money can buy everything, except brains and a nice pair of real tiddies."
"Let's get out here, Inaho. Clearly, we're dealing with a bunch of retards." Haruko said, sticking out her tongue at the boys.
Kengo and Takeru continued to laugh at them as the girls left.
"Yo, G. That was vicious, man!" Kengo said.
"It's like my boy Tupac said, 'Don't take no shit from hoes.'" Takeru said proudly.
"True that indeed." Kengo replied.
"So, Takeru. Got any plans for summer vacation?" Said a female voice.
Takeru and Kengo turned around to see who it was. It was Rokujou-sensei, the school's principal.
"D-D-Did you hear any of that, Rokujou-sensei?" Takeru asked nervously.
"No, but should I care?" Rokujou-sensei said with a grin
Takeru swallowed hard, "No." He said.
"Good. Now let's talk about your summer plans."
"I'm just going to spend most of my time at the beach, that's all."
"Well, that's great, because you and I are going to spend the summer together. And you're going to be training for the next few months." Rokujou-sensei said sarcastically and a grin on her face.
"NO! PLEASE I DON'T WANT TO TRAIN! PLEASE ROKUJOU-SENSEI, I JUST WANT TO ENJOY MY VACATION! I'VE WAITED FOR THIS ALL YEAR LONG!" Takeru said, kneeling on the floor, begging Rokujou-sensei to spare him from this cruel punishment.
Unfortunately, she didn't listen to his pleas.
"Meet me tomorrow at school at 7AM. You better be here if you don't want me to drag you out of bed. You don't want to see me when I am angry, Takeru." She said, flashing him a serious look.