"It was exciting that the world was taking notice of what was happening in our backyard — whether or not the music was the kind that I really cared for." -Pearl Jam
Talk about Ferris Bueller. What I had just accomplished was epic. I think it was better than
anything Reese had ever done. I had rewritten the rules for school. It was easy. All I had to do
was frame Wendy for burning down the school, even though my friends know it was an
"accident". Then, I became the school president. Then, I had to get a mob to kidnap the
principal so that I would become the principal. Then, the easiest part happened when I just
re-wrote the rules for the school. Okay, that's a little bit devious, so it wouldn't be as much
Ferris Bueller as it would be "Bart Simpson with a handgun". But still, I am part Ferris Bueller.
From a ADHD standpoint, there isn't any other way to release my energy other than pranks and
antics. So, technically, It's good that I'm a troublemaker. Still, I would be rated R because of me
swearing. But I am from Ireland (or not so much, but my parents are Irish).
Anyway, everyone was happy (except for Stan, who I felt sorry for, but it's better to have no
homework than a girlfriend in jail, right?).
"So, what are we going to do about the crisis situation of Science classes?" said Kyle, who was
part of my 'Grand Counsel of Representatives" which I had created. Now, some reps from
every grade. Guess who it was including.
Yes, it was including Kyle (duh), Reese, Ozzy, Lulu, and Kenny. There were also some smart
kids to do the work for us. The only good part of being in it is that you can skip some classes.
Now, I know you're scratching your head, trying to figure out why smart kids want to skip
school. I have # words for you :
Gym, boring classes.
Now, I have no idea why they hate gym, I certainly have no vendetta against it, probably
because I have ADHD and the smart kids know that you don't need to be smart for gym. Just
like that saying, "If you can't be a teacher, be a gym teacher."
"Well, we can transport part of the gym money to science." said Gordon Stolsky, one of the
nerds.
"What do we need in science, anyway?" I said.
"You might not know this because number one, you don't pay any attention in class (yes, Kyle
is in my science class), and number two, you're a jock." said Kyle.
"Okay, I'm not a sport jock, and that's the only type of jock I can think of, so just call me an A."
I said.
"What for, you've never got any A's in any classes, even gym." said Kyle.
"A for ADHD Anti-boredom Anarchist." I said.
"Wow, you make underachieving sound cool." said Kyle, as a comeback, which I have to admit
he's good at.
"Ok, let's move on." Reese said.
"Okay, I have a question, why are they here, they aren't smart." said Gordon, pointing at the
section of people, which including Reese, Ozzy, Lulu, and Kenny.
"Hey, speak for yourself, stupid 9th grader." said Lulu.
"Okay, stop fighting, first of all, Reese is smart, and the rest are my friends who have good
decision-making skills." I said, trying to stop Kenny from killing Gordon.
"I think the math department should have more calculators," said another nerd.
"How many smart kids are there?" I asked Kenny.
He looked at his chart, and then said "25%." Yes, we classified smart people. We also classified
band geeks, goths, emos, jocks, and many other types of classifications.
"Which is?" I said.
"234 people." he said.
"And how much people that aren't smart?" I asked
"702." he said.
"How many calculators?" I asked Kenny.
"750." replied Kenny.
"Okay, it's good."
OKAY, NOT AS GOOD AS LAST ONE OR THE OTHER GOOD ONES, BUT GOOD ONE HOPEFULLY A GOOD ONE SOON
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