Tales Of A Killer Middle School
By Memory Revenge
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Chapter One
Before the Insanity
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Author's note: First, I don't own Gundam Wing! That is the only time you'll hear that. However, I do own the the poor middle school kids that get tortured by the g-guys. *Evil laugh* Anyhow, this is just a wacky story that starts out really slow but hey it gets funny. *Grins evilly* The narrator and I had a fight right after I wrote the first sentence. So, just don't ask.
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Once upon a first day of school, a middle school girl was excited.
..Was excited for her first day at middle school. Meg had long dark brown hair and green eyes. She was medium sized for her age, intelligent, and very talkative.
"Meg, all you want to do is study, study, study, and hang out with your teachers," Meg's best friend Trisha (or Trish) Santerry exclaimed while combing her long, red hair. "Do you have a crush on your teachers or something?"
"Of course not Trisha!" Meg yelled back. "I don't even know my teachers yet! Their names are not even on this stupid sheet!"
"Well, as soon as you know them you're going to be stuck to them like glue.
"Am not."
"Are too."
"Am not!"
"Are too! Hey wait a second what's your schedule." Trisha suddenly asked. "I want to double check if we need uniforms. I'll be so dead if we do."
"No we don't need uniforms but here." Meg said handing Trisha her schedule.
Meg's schedule read:
1st Period Advanced English- I'm going to hurl! Room 254
2nd Period Advanced Math- I'm going to die! Room216
3rd Period History- Dead person alert! Room 247
4th Period Science- Help! Room 245
Lunch- Thank you so much.
6th Period Band- Whatever! Room 134
7th Period French- I seriously feel like barfing! Room 129
8th Period Homeroom- Okay then! Room 157
Dean: Mercy, please!
Counselor: Please no!
"So what's this supposed to mean?" Trisha asked confused.
"I have no clue whatsoever."
RING! RING! RING!
"Oh no! The warning bell! I don't even know where my class is!" Trisha yelled.
"Well see you later Trish! I have find my first class."
"Okay bye! I hope you don't fall head over heels for your teacher." Trisha said mockingly.
Meg just glared and rolled her eyes. Why did Trish always have to say that at the beginning of the school year?
By Memory Revenge
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Chapter One
Before the Insanity
~*~
Author's note: First, I don't own Gundam Wing! That is the only time you'll hear that. However, I do own the the poor middle school kids that get tortured by the g-guys. *Evil laugh* Anyhow, this is just a wacky story that starts out really slow but hey it gets funny. *Grins evilly* The narrator and I had a fight right after I wrote the first sentence. So, just don't ask.
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Once upon a first day of school, a middle school girl was excited.
..Was excited for her first day at middle school. Meg had long dark brown hair and green eyes. She was medium sized for her age, intelligent, and very talkative.
"Meg, all you want to do is study, study, study, and hang out with your teachers," Meg's best friend Trisha (or Trish) Santerry exclaimed while combing her long, red hair. "Do you have a crush on your teachers or something?"
"Of course not Trisha!" Meg yelled back. "I don't even know my teachers yet! Their names are not even on this stupid sheet!"
"Well, as soon as you know them you're going to be stuck to them like glue.
"Am not."
"Are too."
"Am not!"
"Are too! Hey wait a second what's your schedule." Trisha suddenly asked. "I want to double check if we need uniforms. I'll be so dead if we do."
"No we don't need uniforms but here." Meg said handing Trisha her schedule.
Meg's schedule read:
1st Period Advanced English- I'm going to hurl! Room 254
2nd Period Advanced Math- I'm going to die! Room216
3rd Period History- Dead person alert! Room 247
4th Period Science- Help! Room 245
Lunch- Thank you so much.
6th Period Band- Whatever! Room 134
7th Period French- I seriously feel like barfing! Room 129
8th Period Homeroom- Okay then! Room 157
Dean: Mercy, please!
Counselor: Please no!
"So what's this supposed to mean?" Trisha asked confused.
"I have no clue whatsoever."
RING! RING! RING!
"Oh no! The warning bell! I don't even know where my class is!" Trisha yelled.
"Well see you later Trish! I have find my first class."
"Okay bye! I hope you don't fall head over heels for your teacher." Trisha said mockingly.
Meg just glared and rolled her eyes. Why did Trish always have to say that at the beginning of the school year?