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During the break I thought I was all smart because I had "memorized" the homework I had to do, so I didn't go on the the web site-thing that our teachers post our assignments and our grades so we can see it and so can the parents.

Here comes today, I have a bright smile on my face. I turn in my one homework assignment. I sit down, I am really proud, I usually slack off during breaks. Then my friend, Kylie, enters the class room, and this is when my day goes down hill, like a big crash I feel like a big failure.

"OMG! Kylie, guess what I did over break?"

"What?" She says in a very monotone voice, the voice of a teenager who rather be sleeping then having to get ready for school.

"I finished the Henry Thoreau assignment, over break and I turned it in on time!" I can't help but squeal.

"You know," Kylie yawns, "That was due Thursday before break?"

This news, this sad, sad news, brought my smiling face to a straight lane. Panic goes pulses through me, I lost 10% credit of all my good work. Suddenly my voice goes dry, I cannot speak.

"Wha-What?" I rasp.

"Lol, Rin, your so weird. Heidi even announced it!" Kylie, my friend, laughs at me. But I guess she has good reasons.

Then, right then I asked a question I already knew the question to, "Where was I?"

"Not paying attention, obviously." Kylie shakes her head as she vanishes in the sea of students to fetch a chair.

Even though I knew the answer, it was like a cold slap in the face. I had worked so hard on that dumb assignment and my recklessness lands me with a big old fact, I'm docked 10% of my grade. Still, I can deal with that, happens often. So I carry on with the normal before school business.

Then my fineness is ruined yet again by my other friend, Charlie, entering the scene.

Charlie always slides in a few minutes late becuase the hour before school starts he occupies the normal high school for his math class. His lateness is always missed becuase our teachers always start class at 9:08 when it's supposed to have started 8 minutes earlier so over achiever students, like Charlie, can take extra classes up at the high school.

Anyways, Charlie sidles over to our table with his chair, and begin his normal before class officially starts routine. Today, he opens his binder, thumbs through the over crowded front pocket, suddenly he appears to have found what he was searching for because he gave a sharp yank to pull out an essay, that looks more like a novel. After spending who knows how long in cramped condiments of Charlie binder, the essay has become wrinkled and Charlie smooths it out with the table corner, letting out a soft moan do sarcasm, "Oh perfect."

Charlie's display grabs hold my attention, so I steal a glance over to look at the heading of his essay and I read, "Charlie Q, due 10/12/10, English." At that very moment I decided that god was trying to punish me for being atheist. But I couldn't help but ask the question I was inching my brain.

"What is that?" I inquire, causally as if I know what I am talking about.

"Oh, just that current environmental events and solutions rough draft for Heidi." Charlie says, as she Kylie hands Charlie hers so Charlie can turn them in together. I blink.

"Did you get yours done? I could turn it in."

I hate life, "Faa-No I didn't. Crap! I'm dead. I'm really dead." I have become living deadman, I had all break to check that stupid web site our teachers made for us, I didn't and I screwed up, big time!

Heidi, our once darling English teacher, is a really good teacher she's really poured lots of interesting knowledge into me that slowly leaked out. However, menopause always brings out the best of people. Example,

I would say "Sorry I didn't do my homework, Kylie ate mine then I pulled out my magic wand..."

Heidi would grow fangs at that moment and before she ate me screech say, "I don't was to hear your excuse, I'm disappointed. Your in high school, DO YOUr [damned] HOMEWORK!"

Isn't she just lovely?

At that moment of truth, "I am a failure student I need to be a better student moment", Kylie just happens to try and shine a light from her a** on this very grim situation.

"At least, we're starting with open work time, today. You could work on it then!"

Charlie intervenes, "She can't, we have to work on our science fair project.

"True, maybe she can work on it later."

"I think we have EnviroThon."

I feel like a rug or something, why are my friend planing my life? Am I not capable of getting my work done.

Heidi rings the bell, it's time for the epic show down, science fair projects. Our is so failing, and perfectionist Charlie's temper is running high. He has a crazy spazum in the vain over the left eye. Whenever any one speaks in our group he pulls a Heidi and bites our head off. I ended up running to a computer across the room to write up our data with Kylie.

"I think he's on his man period." Kylie whispers to me as we are typing. That is probably one good thing about my day.

For then till lunch, I get no free open work time. By lunch I am crabby becuase just before lunch Heidi tells me news of doom. Every week we get this Current Science magazine to answer questions. Every once in awhile they put an article online but they try and make it interactive, so interactive that when I try and load it on my dial-up ruled internet, my computer rejects it.

Expecting a great lunch of PB&J and some Greek yogurt, I reach into my lunch sack and reach around, I feel something luke warm and squishy? I pull my hand out to see caked to my hand a swirled mixture or PB&J and yogurt. Someone must have stepped on my backpack, thus squishing my lunch into a smoothie. Great, no lunch for me. Starvation is what I will remember as my last moments when Heidi moves in for the kill.

I don't eat, I have nothing else. But some how the mixture formally known as my lunch somehow got everywhere. The desk, my book, my binder, you named it and it's contaminated. I spend the rest of lunch sourly cleaning up. Julie offered me yogurt, for some reason I couldn't eat it.

Then comes our second open work time after lunch. I am about to sneak off to the darkest corner of the computer lab to work on the essay for Heidi, when Deb, our science teacher, announces a foul and bitter announcement.

"EnvrioThon teams, we're going to meet in the lunch room, you don't need your binders, just your brain."

Good-bye life. My starvation riddled moments will be studding my a** off for this commitment that I'm starting to regret. My coach, my teacher, my friend, the one and only Deb announced she most likely wont be at the competitions, our field science teacher, Rob, will be there. Great, I like Rob, amazingly smart, cancer infected teacher is fragile and Heidi, his wife likes to tell him to doing this or that or "Do you wanna get sicker?". Rob is very interested with the environment and knowing him being the chaperons for an environmental competition he will most likely wonder off after some plant that one of the staff of the EnvironThon will be taking to some station. Then'll be stranded, then what?

After an intense study period, I am left with a free period of four minutes to wright something for Heidi before we go into English. Then I remembered a gift I was given at a young age. Inadvisability.

As students file into the English portion of the classroom, I numb my brain, think clear thoughts. I spot Greg ahead of me and I quickly dash through the mass of students to get right behind him and blend in behind him, I have become his shadow becuase he's so big and I'm so small I am able to sit slightly behind him and not be noticed by Heidi.

Score one for Rin! She fails to notice me. Heidi and released me from a huge burden of suspense and I formed a plan, when I get home I will write this thing for Heidi, sure I loose 10% but it's alot better than my loosing my life.

English is my last section of class for the day so Heidi gave me a new thing to fret over. Wetlands. Every year we take our knowledge we've gained and take it and turn it into material a 3rd grader would like and teach them about the Environment and our local wetlands.

"Tomorrow, I will be posting what stations and groups everyone gets!" Heidi says this like it's Christmas.

I feel a sudden dampness under my arms, wetlands so soon? What if I get a bad station. I have been worrying about it ever since, I can't focus on my essay. It doesn't help that I am expected to read an 82 paged PDF file. I am the worst student, ever!

For starters, Being a good student is WAY important. I'm not a good student, but I hear it's important for college and stuff.

Rin: If you put as much effort into School as you did that rant, there wouldn't be a problem, now would there?

I had every reason to be worried about wetlands! I'm stuck with Kyler, twice! TWICE! Ugh, no offense to you 6th graders, but Kyler really gives you guys a bad name!

Those were both addressed to her! Where's your head at?

d**k is a bad name, so I wondered if that was the name he gave, since you said he gave a bad name. No offense to anyone named d**k... or maybe a lot of offense. > biggrin Oh, I'm mean.

I was asking myself where my head was at but good avi! I tried to get Mico to make an art declaring you best RRR inviter back when you had a headless avi, but she said she'd start and I never heard from her again. Not even when I PM her about it. Don't buy art from her shop if you want to get the art ever.

I like complaining more.