"Cats are friendly, cats are fast, cats run around with baseball bats!" the paper reads.
"What kind of haiku is that supposed to be?" Yuna asked, rolling her eyes around in their sockets with a vehemence that I usually only witnessed in the most dire of situations.
"Its cute! Ya know…" Riku says with pasion. "I like it. I'm turning it in, just like this!"
"but rik, u need drafts, revisions…work on it! Mak it better!" yuna says, again rolling her eyes around in their sockets with a vehemence that I usually only witnessed in the most dire of situations.
"no way, its perfect as is, totally! I dunt need no editing…im great lik that" and she promptly marched the paper up to teacher, mr. wakka. He wuz the english teacher and teh b-ball coach (b-ball blitz ball. Blitz, for yall that dunt know, is a game in water kinda like football!). He took one look at the paper and says:
"riku, my dear, dear rikku, r u sure u wanna turn this in as ur haiku asignment? Uve got one shot and its half ur grade."
"Im sure mr wakka sir! Well, gotta run. I got places to be, if you know what I meen." And wit that, she rushed out of the room.
Yuna sighing and is rolling her eyes around in their sockets. Then, I started bleeding profusely.
"PAine!! OMG!! Wat's wrong! Ur bleeding!" I realized I had ben hit in the head with a ball coming from where the guys were practicing blitz.
A tall, devilously handsome guy who look lik an blond angle from heven ran over with concern on his sexy face. His muscled legs glistened with the swet from practice. Swet dripped down his face and arms to. I saw my life flashing before my eyes. I wuz 6 and my pet dog got run over by a car because the boy next dor pushed him into traffic. I wuz 9 and the same blue hair boy hit me with railroad ties. (we live nex to the traks) I wuz 12 and the boy killed my sister and whole family When the man came over breatheless says "OMG, r u alrit? Im so.." I slugged him wit all my mite. I HATE guyz. Foreva, since that blue hair boy…
"pAine!" yuna look shocked.
"no, no, its ok,I deserve it. I'm tidus. And I AM sorry." The guy said, grabbed the ball, and went back to practice.
"paine! How could u! it was an accident. He didn't mean it. He was so sory! And so hot. U could've played it so that he'd hav taken u to prom! or at least dinner!;"
"No." Paine replyed, looking at her feet. "I'll NEVER go out with a guy. NEVER" and wit that, she stormed out of the room like an angry banshee.