Mark Kessans sat in the PLTW room, after 7th period. He sat there at his desk, browsing Wattpad for the newest Naruto fanfiction. He heard the door crack open. "Who is it?" he yelled. "It's just me Marky" said Patty. "Oh, hey Patty" said Mark. He continued to browse. "What are you looking at there?" said Patty. "Uh.. nothing." said Mark, franitcally closing his fanfiction. "Wanna go with me to my car?" asked Patty. "Nah,, I'll stay here doing my.. research" Mark sarcastically answered. He got up from his eat, and began walking with Patty. "Marky, I want your giant New York salami inside of me" yelled Patty. "what the fuck" said Mark. He ran back to his room and closed the door. Patty shrugged and walked off. "Well..heh.. time to get back to business." As he was walking back to his desk, Mark heard a strange kind of burping noise form the closet. It kept getting louder and louder. He decided to investigate. It sounded like the song Pony by Ginuwine. He opened the door only to find his archenemy, Uncle Samsonite. "W-WHAT ARE YOU D-DOING HERE?!" Mark stuttered. 'Well, I just want to have some fun." Uncle Samsonite said, deviously. Without hesitating, Mark ran out of the room. "Oh Mark you came ba-" Patty was interupted by Kessans running down the hall. "Get out of the way!" He yelled to some kids getting to their bus. He ran into the Mens bathroom, only to the smell of Peanut Butter. He hid in the handicapped stall in a fetal position, crying. Then he gently fell asleep.
"Where am I?" said Mark. The lights were completely off in the bathroom. "Why, you're in the domain of Uncle Samsonite" uttered a voice from above
CONTINUED IN CHAPTER TWO