Justin sat at his desk at school just sketching with his notebook. “So, you multiply 3/5 x 4/8. Does anybody know the answer?” His teacher said as she looked around the room. Justin was just staring off into space and then.. “JUSTIN!” Her teacher snapped. “Do you know the answer?”
He looked at the answer. “Nope,” he said. The class started to hysterically laugh.
“Well, maybe if you would listen, you would know!” Justin looked at his friend. He knew what was coming up.
“Well, maybe if you knew how to teach well, you would know what to do.”
“Ooooooh,” the class went. “That’s it, office!” I got suspended for 5 days. Hooray.
“I still can’t believe you did this Justin. You should know better!” my mom said. I just ignored her. I don’t care what she says, but at least I get 5 days off. “If you keep this up, I’m gonna have to send you to Military School.”
“WHAT? NO! YOU CAN’T DO THAT.” She gives me a “Oh yes I can” look. Once we got home, my dad was just chilling on the couch with a Pepsi in his hand. I wanted a Pepsi too, so I went to the fridge. I found the worst news of my life. No more Pepsi. “Dad! You took the last Pepsi!” I complain.
“I don’t see your name on it.”
“Actually, it is.” He checks the back of the can. In red Sharpie in large letters, “JUSTIN” was on it. “Checkmate.” I say grabbing the can. But, it was already gulped down by Dad. “Dad! It’s empty!”
“Not my problem.”
“I’m gonna get you!” I jump on him, and I start kicking him. He starts kicking back. We keep going until… “Guys! Stop fighting!” My mom said. All of a sudden, I hear a siren. The TV had a red line on it. The TV said, “We interrupt this broadcast with a special report. There is a suspect on the loose. He appears to be wearing a gray mask.” Well this can’t be good.