I'm pissed. Really pissed. So pissed that if I get any more pissed I will seriously kill myself. Wanna know why I'm pissed? Not particulary? Well, too bad.
My name is Charles. Up untill recently I've had a pretty damn good life. I had nice parents, I went to a nice school, I had nice friends... but no. Some idiot has to come along and screw up my life. His name; Danny Henderson. So one day, this "Danny Henderson" waltzes into my school and announces: "My name is DANNY HENDERSON. ALL THE BOYS WILL DO WHAT I SAY AND ALL THE GIRLS WILL FALL IN LOVE WITH ME. OKAY?" And to make things worse, he comes over and sits beside ME! "Listen." I hissed.
"This is MY kingdom, okay? I'm not having some freak show like you come in here and think you and boss us around." That's pretty much how I got a broken nose. And our boring teacher didn't even raise a finger. "Miss! That jerk Danny just punched me in the face!" I yelled. "Yeah...alright...get the fist aid kit...ZZZZZZ..." she replied. You see, this asshole thinks he's hilarious.
He sits down at break and retrieves his big, greasy burger from his lunch bag and thinks it will be fun to throw it at a 6th grader. He thought it would be brilliant if he could smash a chair against the wall.
Y'know, I thought back then that maybe this guy was screwed in the head. If only I knew. Damn, I am turning into a butterfly.
A/N Well, what did you think? Short chapter, I know. Charles is my own character, along with all the characters in this story. I've been thinking this up for a while now.
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