Mark-Third Period Journalism
"Your first story will be on the boys' bathroom. I've heard a lot of complaints about the toilets overflowing, you can take the digital camera with you "Mr. Pyle explained to Mark.
"A what??" Mark asked
"The digital camera Callaway...just look, point and press this little gray button" he said.
"Oh god...toilets?, overflowing?, please tell me this isn't happening" Mark whined.
"Look Callaway, if you want to pass this class, you have to comply with the assignments, if not, I have no problem failing you." Pyle lectured.
"Ok, ok, I'm going" he said. He walked out of the classroom and he headed out to the bathroom when he realized something *Where the hell is the bathroom??* He thought. He began to walk around confused as a lost duck and thank God Jean was around when he was out there. He sped up to catch her and then he spoke.
"Jean, Jean, babe, help me out"
"Um...ok..what?"
"Where's the bathroom?" he said, camera in hand.
"Um, don't you have other interesting things to take pictures of Mark?"
"Its not by choice Jean"
"Dude, don't tell me you have Mr. Pyle?" Jean said in surprise
"Yeah"
"Geez, I had no idea the old bastard still taught here" Jean said. "Anyway, go strait down there and turn to your left, the bathroom is right there. Good Luck babe" she said as she turned away and headed back to class. Mark walked down the hall and turned left and sure enough, there it was...the dreadful boys bathroom. He walked in there and he couldn't help but cover his nose
"What the hell??...this is sick" Mark said as he observed it. He wanted to take his pictures quick so he could get the hell out of there. Mark opened the bathroom stalls and he began to take pictures with the camera.
"OMG...don't these people flush!" he yelled out. *I want close pictures Callaway, or else you will fail my class!* Mark replayed what Pyle had told him earlier. Mark went to the next stall and he slowly opened the door, he saw something so sick and twisted, that it made his stomach turn and as soon as the smell got to him again, Mark threw up all over the floor of the bathroom stall. After he threw up he whispered to himself "I gotta get that picture" and as he got closer and focused the camera, he slipped on his own vomit and he fell hitting his head with the toilet bowl and he was knocked out unconscious.
"Your first story will be on the boys' bathroom. I've heard a lot of complaints about the toilets overflowing, you can take the digital camera with you "Mr. Pyle explained to Mark.
"A what??" Mark asked
"The digital camera Callaway...just look, point and press this little gray button" he said.
"Oh god...toilets?, overflowing?, please tell me this isn't happening" Mark whined.
"Look Callaway, if you want to pass this class, you have to comply with the assignments, if not, I have no problem failing you." Pyle lectured.
"Ok, ok, I'm going" he said. He walked out of the classroom and he headed out to the bathroom when he realized something *Where the hell is the bathroom??* He thought. He began to walk around confused as a lost duck and thank God Jean was around when he was out there. He sped up to catch her and then he spoke.
"Jean, Jean, babe, help me out"
"Um...ok..what?"
"Where's the bathroom?" he said, camera in hand.
"Um, don't you have other interesting things to take pictures of Mark?"
"Its not by choice Jean"
"Dude, don't tell me you have Mr. Pyle?" Jean said in surprise
"Yeah"
"Geez, I had no idea the old bastard still taught here" Jean said. "Anyway, go strait down there and turn to your left, the bathroom is right there. Good Luck babe" she said as she turned away and headed back to class. Mark walked down the hall and turned left and sure enough, there it was...the dreadful boys bathroom. He walked in there and he couldn't help but cover his nose
"What the hell??...this is sick" Mark said as he observed it. He wanted to take his pictures quick so he could get the hell out of there. Mark opened the bathroom stalls and he began to take pictures with the camera.
"OMG...don't these people flush!" he yelled out. *I want close pictures Callaway, or else you will fail my class!* Mark replayed what Pyle had told him earlier. Mark went to the next stall and he slowly opened the door, he saw something so sick and twisted, that it made his stomach turn and as soon as the smell got to him again, Mark threw up all over the floor of the bathroom stall. After he threw up he whispered to himself "I gotta get that picture" and as he got closer and focused the camera, he slipped on his own vomit and he fell hitting his head with the toilet bowl and he was knocked out unconscious.