My Grades Drop (Literally)
Okay, you can call me stupid, but I guess I was just born ignorant. I was also told an insane amount of ridiculous unbelievable facts that changed my world and sent to a crazy place that needed someone to save it or huge beings of unstoppable power would destroy it so it would be nice if you let me off a little easy. To make it worse, it was with a girl. To make it better, it was with my best friend, too.
Alright, I'm done venting now. To explain to you, you also need to know the beginning. So, I was born in a normal hospital (Who doesn't?), raised in a normal house (Oh yeah, real special there…), and lived a normal life (Up to a certain point). The exciting part of my life started one day at school.
Nobody actually liked homeroom. Reason number one is that our teacher, The Ghost, is probably the most boring teacher in history. He has this voice that can make anyone fall asleep during class.
Not even Jackie could resist his monotonous voice, and she was the top student. Her eyes were drooping, and she was suppressing yawns. Beside me, my best friend, Tony, was snoring peacefully.
I wonder what he was dreaming about. Crazy things, like vampires or pirates or aliens. He doesn't scare easily.
The second reason that nobody likes him is that his voice bores himself, too, so sometimes, he falls asleep in the middle of class. His class is the easiest class to pass because he barely pays attention to us.
He's also insanely old. So old, in fact, that people say that he teaches us what he's lived through.
Our test was easy, and I'm sure that I got at least a B+. Tony never gets less than an A, and he always finishes early. The only thing he has to work on is his behavior. He gets a detention at least once a week and is the best liar that I know. I took out my book until The Ghost passed out the report cards.
The bell woke Tony up. He tried to lift up his head, but failed. He moaned.
I laughed. "Come on, lazybones, time for our next class," I said. Do you really want to be late for literature?"
That woke him up. "Oh no!" he exclaimed in dismay. "Darn, our next class is literature?" The Alarm Clock was nice, but she'll give you detention if you're late for her class. We ran off for her room.
As we turned around the corner, we almost fell into a hole. Actually, it wasn't just a hole. Calling it a hole doesn't quite do it justice. Calling it a cave would be more realistic, but let's call it a hole for now.
"Ahh!" I yelled. I almost fell into it, but Tony pulled me back. My report card fell, and as I bent down to get it, it dropped in. Tony wanted to go get it, but I convinced him not to. We didn't know how deep that hole was.
I heard steps from behind the corner. As I peered around, I saw Jackie speed walking across the hallway. She didn't notice us, which was good, but she didn't notice the hole in the ground either, which was bad.
She was about to fall in, when I yelled, "Jackie, wait!"
"Huh?" she asked, turning around to look at me.
I doubt that she could've made a bigger mistake.
She almost fell in, when I lunged for her legs. I held on tight, and Tony grabbed on to mine. We started to slip, and we almost fell, but Tony grabbed the edge of the hole.
"Can't hold on much longer," he grunted.
"Jackie," I called. "Can you reach the edge?" Jackie swung and grabbed on the wall, and she tried to climb. She almost made it, but she missed a foothold, and it was all I could do to grab hold of her again.
"Slipping," Tony warned.
"Come on Tony," Jackie called. "Pull!" Tony rose a little higher, but he dropped down again.
"I don't have any more energy," Tony said.
He slipped and tried to grasp the edge again, but it was too late. We fell.