Nine reasons why Chad loves his afro. I hope this is funny...
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1. Cause it's my hair, duh! OMG, did I just use 'duh'? Did I just use 'OMG'? I'm turning into SHARPAY! Holy Crap!
2. So I can spend more time with my mommy - I mean mother. Can I scratch this out? Where is my eraser? Damn you, Troy!
3. My hair is cool because my mommy - mother, makes it awesome. She's the only one who can style my hair...
4. Like Ryan's 'unique' (ugly) hats, they protect my head. Taylor often slaps me because she claims I do stupid things all the time that test her anger. Whatever that means...
5. It sucks in all my sweat!
6. It catches everyone's attention! Wait, why do I care about that? God, I'm spending too much time with the Evans.
7. It saved my life (see number 4). When I was younger, we were playing soccer and Troy's shoe flew from his foot, landing on my head! I didn't feel thing. I was unconscious though - but my brain was saved, no matter what Taylor says.
8. I don't need to waste money on headgear! For example, hats and helmets. Saves my money - then again I use a lot of conditioner and shampoo.
9. Everybody has a different nick-name for me!
"Psst, Chad!" somebody whispered annoyingly behind Chad.
Chad ignored the pestering - he couldn't to pretend to write down the notes that his English teacher was writing away on the board. Good thing he sat in front of the person in the front - that way, the teacher didn't pay much attention to him.
"Cotton-ball!"
"Afro-Dude!"
"70s'!"
"POODLE!" Sharpay yelled, throwing a crumbled piece of pink paper that got stuck in his hair.
He turned around, trying to removing the paper from the top of his head. "What do you guys want? I'm trying to pretend I'm working!" Chad shouted back, flicking the paper back at Sharpay.
"Your afro is huge! We can't see!" Sharpay scowled, dodging the paper.
Taylor turned around - she sat in front of Chad and poked his head. "Chad, your hair has it's own orbit - Can't you cut it!?"
"Shut up woman!"
"Mr. Danforth!" The English teacher turned around, glaring at Chad - who was now pretending to copy notes, again. "Detention!"
"WHAT!?" he cried, outraged.
The English Teacher turned back around, marker to white-board. "We've received many complaints about your hair..." Chad sulked into his seat, trying to minimize his presence as much as possible. It was no use now. "And for pretending you were copying my notes on Hamlet."
"I told you should cut it, Perm," Troy teased from beside him.
... See, everybody knows me. Fantastic...
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I hoped you enjoyed it. Please review and no flames.
Thanks so much.
-Sammii