It was the day Bush and Obama became ninjas. Bush is all "Ka-cha!" and Obama is all "Wa-pow!" and they beat up… Now to the real story.

One day, several students presented posters they made for their decades project. The heroine of the story, (We can't tell her real name, so let's call her by her pen name, Koizumi.) Koizumi, had the 80's decade. It was finally her turn to present. She was full of energy as she bounded up to the front. Nothing out of the ordinary, right? Wrong. You see, in the supplies closet was a red-haired man with a strange Mohawk. He happened to be Doyle Blackwell. We don't know when he snuck in there, but on to the story.

"Well, I'm doing the 80's decade… I guess you can see that by the big label at the top…" She laughed inwardly, her dark brown eyes dancing, long dirty blonde waves falling to the side as she tipped her head at the weird look the Social Studies teacher gave her. She smiled her usual and continued. "Well, I think I should start with politics." (You think?) "Politics in the 80's were… boring. I can't really say much, it wasn't as epic as it is today. You know, with Iraq and all…" "That really isn't anything to be happy about, Miss C." (They call me Miss C, but it's normally my real last name.) The teacher interrupted. "Oh." Was the blonde's innocent response.

"Well, the Supreme Court and the House of Representatives, those people, don't forget the White House were all… old. And old people are boring." The teacher then decided that she was going to take off 2 points for every stupid thing she said. Doyle restrained a laugh.

"I was really confused about what happened in the invasion of Grenada, so I didn't do anything about it." 98 points. "Something happened with Saddam Hussein, right? Maybe it was Osama… just some terrorist man did something with oil." 96 points. "Lets see… Michael Jackson? Maybe… probably…" 94 points. "Man, this girl is dumb." Doyle thought. "Ooh! Journey! I think they were now!" Now? Then. 92 points. "I don't really remember who the crap Nina was…" 90 points.

"Now Devo, he was a real freak. Seriously, who puts a traffic cone on their head?" The class laughed. 88 points. "Hmm… President Reagan spent WAAY too much on the military. He could have just gotten stuff for the hobos." 86 points. "I think CHIPS was pretty popular. Eeee!" The class laughed as she simulated a car crash, and the cops. Quadruple take off for that little display of flying pens. 78 points.

She continued her stupid antics until she had only 12 points left. The teacher decided it was ENOUGH. She dragged the girl back to her seat and sat her down. "12 points left. You fail. You'll be writing me a paragraph on the 80's, 5 pages long. Due tomorrow. Handwritten. "Man…" Doyle thought. At least he got some entertainment.

Yes, this happened in school today. Only slightly edited, with Doyle in the closet and all. I better get to writing that paper. (NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)

Wish me luck in my school career. I need it. Review how you want.