"SQUALLY-WALLY!!!!!!" screamed Selphie.
(Oh crap, what NOW?) Squall thought to himself.
"Guess what I did, guess what I did?"
"What?" in his usual monotone.
"All right, well, I...... uh..... ummm......"
Squall interrupts: "What did you DO, woman?!"
"Well, I know that your creative arts grade is low, so......... ummm..... ummm..... I signed you up for the annual Garden play!"
"You..... did....... WHAT!!!!?!?!?!?!?!"
"Anyway, the audition is on Thursday-"
"Forget it. I am so not doing this!"
"Well, the thing is, you get 20 points for auditioning, and if you don't show up, then you lose 50 points!"
"$h1t! Fine! I'll do it, but not to make you happy!"
"Okay, I'll see you Thursday, 1600 hours in front of the auditoruim."
************ As Squall walked back to his dorm, Zell came screaming down the hall.
"Are you trying out for the play too? I saw your name on the audition list, and I just wanted to make sure that they had it right, since this kinda thing doesn't usually seem right up your alley, ya know."
"Whatever," replied Squall, in his trademark tone of voice.
"Well, if you don't want to try out, you can erase your name from the audition list, but you need to hurry, because....-" Zell looks at his watch- "they are taking it down in 30 seconds."
"All right, I gotta go!" Squall raced down the hall, toward the auditiorium. (Please, please, don't have taken it down yet)
When Squall finally arrives, he reaches to erase his name off the list. At the same moment, Headmaster Cid reaches his hand out to grab the sheet. "Wait, please, Headmaster, I was just about to take my name off of the list..." Squall's voice tralied off.
"Sorry, son, it's after 2000 hundred hours. But, if you really want to...." He begins to hand the paper to Squall.
"Oh, thank you, thank you, sooooooo much........"
"April Fool's!!!! HAHAHAHAHA!" Cid snatches the paper back.
".........But....... it's........ June......."
"Ha! It's..... June...... Fool's!!!!!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!"
Squall sinks to his knees. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Cid just looks at him, tilts his head, and says "You know, you could really do those dramatic parts," and walks away.
(Oh crap, what NOW?) Squall thought to himself.
"Guess what I did, guess what I did?"
"What?" in his usual monotone.
"All right, well, I...... uh..... ummm......"
Squall interrupts: "What did you DO, woman?!"
"Well, I know that your creative arts grade is low, so......... ummm..... ummm..... I signed you up for the annual Garden play!"
"You..... did....... WHAT!!!!?!?!?!?!?!"
"Anyway, the audition is on Thursday-"
"Forget it. I am so not doing this!"
"Well, the thing is, you get 20 points for auditioning, and if you don't show up, then you lose 50 points!"
"$h1t! Fine! I'll do it, but not to make you happy!"
"Okay, I'll see you Thursday, 1600 hours in front of the auditoruim."
************ As Squall walked back to his dorm, Zell came screaming down the hall.
"Are you trying out for the play too? I saw your name on the audition list, and I just wanted to make sure that they had it right, since this kinda thing doesn't usually seem right up your alley, ya know."
"Whatever," replied Squall, in his trademark tone of voice.
"Well, if you don't want to try out, you can erase your name from the audition list, but you need to hurry, because....-" Zell looks at his watch- "they are taking it down in 30 seconds."
"All right, I gotta go!" Squall raced down the hall, toward the auditiorium. (Please, please, don't have taken it down yet)
When Squall finally arrives, he reaches to erase his name off the list. At the same moment, Headmaster Cid reaches his hand out to grab the sheet. "Wait, please, Headmaster, I was just about to take my name off of the list..." Squall's voice tralied off.
"Sorry, son, it's after 2000 hundred hours. But, if you really want to...." He begins to hand the paper to Squall.
"Oh, thank you, thank you, sooooooo much........"
"April Fool's!!!! HAHAHAHAHA!" Cid snatches the paper back.
".........But....... it's........ June......."
"Ha! It's..... June...... Fool's!!!!!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!"
Squall sinks to his knees. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Cid just looks at him, tilts his head, and says "You know, you could really do those dramatic parts," and walks away.