Me: Rhyming Timing part deux!
Finn: Of course it is… oh and BTW, the last Rhyming Timing (RT) was written in eighth grade so of course, her second and first and every other class has changed.
Me: Rhymes still involved!
Finn: Rhyming is not fun.
Me: The Cat in the Hat.
Finn: …
Chapter 2
Kat: -frowns- Oh no, we're watching that movie again. It's just… it's so… sad! –cries-
Finn: What?
Kat: It's about children who's parents ignore or divorce and affect how they act in school! They also interview a mom whose child committed suicide. And when they cry, I cry! It's difficult.
Finn: What class is this? HOPE class. A type of physical education class. Wow… is that what people look like with anorexia?
Kat: Anorexia makes you very thin.
Changes who you are within.
So promise me that you won't change.
Or I'll send you out to the shooting range!
Finn: That's a scary poem.
Kat: It's true! You could DIE from anorexia. NOT FUNNY #%&!
Finn: -sigh- At least you rated it T….
SECOND PERIOD
Kat: I'm still depressed from the video.
Finn: Lovely. Now focus on lines and planes.
Speaker: Would all teachers please release all ninth grade students to the cafeteria at this time. Thank you.
Finn: Where are we going?
Kat: Orientation. Happens every year. It's okay, it's an excuse to get out of geometry class.
Old, happy, hyper, business guy: Hey Edgewood! If you sell four magazines, you could get… rainbow speakers to go with your laptop!
Crowd: Ooh, aah!
Finn: I want that! Hey, Kat, can we…
Kat: No.
Finn: But…
Old, happy, hyper, business guy: And if you sell fifty boxes of cookie dough, you can go with Dr. Winn (principal) and eat lunch at the Merritt Square Mall and spend twenty-five dollars there!
Crowd: Ooh, aah!
Finn: Can we at least…
Kat: Believe me, I've tried, my mom doesn't do anything about it.
FOURTH PERIOD
Kat: Third period was tribe. Not important.
Finn: What are we learning?
Kat: I don't know. Something about a Mazda tribe in South America.
Finn: I think it was the HAZDA tribe. Mazda is a car.
Kat: Whatever! Ooh! The Ice Age! Something different!
John from the seat next to Finn: Hey Finn! What'd you'd get for the bellringer?
Finn: I got…
Kat: Nothing! Mind your own beeswax, John!
John from the seat next to Finn: -frowns- -turns away-
Finn: Why did you do that?
Kat: John is very mean.
He turns hippos green.
Don't let him copy off of your work.
Because John over there is a jerk!
Finn: … I understand now.
Kat: Your turn!
Finn: No thanks, in English class, maybe… -cough- no –cough-.
Kat: I heard that.
FIFTH PERIOD
Kat: Bill Nye the Science Guy!
Finn: WTF? We're not even watching him.
Kat: But we're in science, right?
Finn: Biology, to be correct.
Kat: No one cares.
Teacher: The Scientific Method involves… blah blah blah.
Kat: We already know this! We learned this in like… third grade!
Finn: Unless you're an idiot or didn't get an education.
Kat: What are you implying?
Finn: Nothing! You said you knew this.
Kat: But what if THEY don't? –points at the computer screen to YOU the reader/viewer-
Finn: … I hope they know this.
Kat: Questions, hypothesis, science galore.
Science has always been such a bore.
Writing and reading is what I'm good at.
I now own a cat!
Finn: I should get used to the fact that I won't understand your poetry.
Kat: Yeah.
SIXTH PERIOD
Teacher: Donde esta tu pantoles, senor Sacapunta?
Kat: Haha, what an idiot. He doesn't even know what she's saying. She could be saying, "Where are your pants, Mr. Pencil Sharpener," and he'd have no idea!
Finn: That is what she said.
Kat: THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID! Hahahahhaha!
Finn: No! Gah…
Teacher: Es una problema, senor Whitman?
Finn: Um… er… no! –blushing-
Teacher: En espanol, por favor.
Finn: No tengo una problema. Continuo, por favor.
Teacher: Blah blah blah.
Finn: I almost got in trouble… why are you laughing?
Kat: Finn es no intelligente.
'People' in Spanish are 'gente'.
Soy muy perezosa.
Me gusta burritos!
Finn: 'Finn is not smart'.
' 'People' in Spanish are 'gente''.
'I am very lazy'.
'I like burritos'?
Kat: -laughing hysterically-
SEVENTH PERIOD
Kat: Oh, this is the fun Psychology class. Mr. Johnson is hilarious so I don't feel like writing in this class.
Finn: He almost got bit by a shark!
Kat: No way!
EIGHTH PERIOD
Kat: is where I have to log in.
But I don't remember my password.
I guess I'm better off than Finn.
Who doesn't even have a word! (Password).
Finn: That didn't rhyme too great.
Kat: Meh, whatever.
Finn: This is our English class, but we have to go to the li…
Kat: I REMEMBER MY PASSWORD!
Finn: I was speaking! We're in the library getting onto edline where our homework and grades happen to be posted.
Kat: That reminds me, your turn to rhyme!
Finn: I didn't say that!
Kat: Yes you did. Now do it before I throw you into a pit of fire!
Finn: Fine, fine! –coughs-
Her bold shadow rippled across the waves.
As I gazed into her eyes.
She lead me into the mountain of caves
And to my surprise.
She spoke like the leaves crunching underfoot.
And told me that it was true.
Staring at the cave floor, covered in soot.
She told me "I love you."
Kat: That… was…. Terrible.
Finn: Thanks, I… wait what?
Kat: How can someone speak like leaves? That makes no sense!
Finn: But…
Kat: LAME!
Finn: I…
Kat: Maybe I should teach you.
Finn: -groans-
SWITCH UP
Me: Walt Whitman… reborn.
Finn: Shut up! It was once! I'll never speak poetry again!
Me: Do you disagree? You should tell us if Finn should write poetry any more. Personally… no.
Finn: -growls-
R & R?