Wanring, strong language

Just... GAH. School is too much stress and my teachers are TIGHTWADS

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"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!"

Silence looked up from her book. It was fairly late at night.

"You hear that, Si?" Alphonse poked his head into the small room. Heavy footseps and the slaming of a door answered him. Silence closed her book with a sigh.

"Stary's in a bad mood again, come on, Si" Al let his shoulders slump as well.Silence got out of her chair and trailed the long blue jacket before her.

"Stary?" Al opened her door shyly. Stary's head was on her desk, and she was crying. The frantic dings of her friends on the computer, asking where she was, only getting moments of air and no responses filled the air around her speakers. Silence pushed past Alphonse and over to Stary, putting a hand on her shoulder.

Stary, what's wrong? She wrote in her silver journal, sliding it into Stary's range of vision. Stary opened her tear-filled eyes to read it.

"It my fucking PE teacher!" She sobbed. "I try my hardest and she FAILS me!"

Alphonse wandered to her other side, rubbing her back.

"It's okay, Stary..."

"IT'S NOT OKAY!!" She wailed. "MY JEWELRY TEACHER DID THE SAME THING BECAUSE HE CAN'T GRADE A FUCKING ASSINGMENT ON TIME!!!"

Silence frowned.

Well you can clear it all up on monday...

"No! Dad's gonna ground me off the internet!!!"

"WHAT?! but... but Nii-san..." Al frowned. "I won't see Nii-san..."

yeah and... Si began I... GAH, that's NOT RIGHT, you have A'S ELSEWHERE!

"I have a D in English, that's what he's pissed about."

"HOW DID THAT HAPPEN?!" Al looked shocked.

"My teacher's a tightwad!" Cried Stary. "It's because I'm not using that FUCKING format!"

"Oh..." Al said. "That... well, it's all in your best intest and besides, you can get that grade up in no time..."

"NO I CAN'T!!!" She slammed her head against her desk hard. It made a very solid 'thunk' Silence and Al cringed.

"Why not?"

"Dad wants a grade report and the teachers don't... don't give them out..."

What about a note?

"That was he says but... it's ... no, you can't get one easily... GAH!!!" She broke into sobs again. All that Si and Al could do was pat her back.

"You're still online, why don't you go talk to Candy and everyone?" Al suggested. "They sympathise with you..."

It'll make you feel better... Si wrote.

"'kay..."

Stary pulled up the windows of her friends, and proceeded to RANT.