“Life with Wolves” Chapter 2: School Troubles 1/2
Mack’s (me) P.O.V
10 minutes later…
After licensing to two plus songs (not going to say what they are cause I can’t think of any) I arrived at the school, when I got off my bike to lock it to the bike rack I saw my 5 Best Friends Mike, James, Keith, John, and Nick standing par the door to the school passing a ball to each other.
Now guest I’m going have to tell toi guys what their like well I’ll go one par one I guest. (So no one asks yes we like to wear black, white and grey) oh and we all know how to the play piano.
Mike is the brown haired kid that wears gray jeans, dark work boots, black t-shirt and a gray parka veste and he’s the le batteur, batteur of our band, he has a life time goal to play for royalty like the Queen of England but everyone knows that’s not going to happen even he knows, he’s very good kid but can be bad at times, and is very aléatoire at times.
James is another brown haired kid who wears black jeans, white running shoes, black T-shirt, and a black and white striped hoodie and he’s one of the basse, bass players, he’s the tech guy of the group and is well mannered and good listener to people, he’s one of thus people that can get toi to tell him anything, but he’s also a cello player like me and Keith.
Keith is the native kid in the group (not trying to be raciest) he’s has black hair and wears black track pants, black high tops shoes, black t-shirt, and gray hoodie, he’s the other basse, bass player, he is the nicest out of all of us he’s the guy toi call when you’re in jail, but he can be bad sometimes but usually he’s a good boy, he is also a cello player.
John has blond with a hint of black stripes (he thinks it’s cool) and wears grey jeans, white sports shoes with red lines on the sides of them, black t-shirt, and a white parka veste and he’s the third guitarist, and he is one of those people who are so in to themselves and john is the biggest one I know, don’t get me wrong he’s a good dude when he’s not saying how good he is.
And then there is Nick the seconde lead guitarist and my best-friend, he has blond-brown hair and wears dark blue jeans, high-tops ones black and the other is white (don’t ask why) black wife-beater with some tears in it, and a black hoodie, Nick is very funny, pretty strong, and a good friend, me and him have been Friends since we were 7 years old, then 7 years later were basically brothers (well all them are, just nick I’ve known longer)
And then theirs me (ya I know I should of told toi about me in the first chapter sorry) I have dirty blond hair and I wear black jeans, black and white sport shoes, white manche longue, manches longues chemise under a black T-shirt, black vest, and a Black “P” manteau and I’m the lead singer and lead guitarist, I’m nice, bad, funny, bit shy, strong, and not scared of anything (literally)
The band name that I and the guys came up with is called the “The Alphas and Omegas” (ya forgot, there’s no such thing as “Alpha and Omega” the movie in this story, and no our band in real life isn’t called the alphas and omegas) and basically we just play at parties, special events, and when a band (example: KISS) can’t montrer then the Mayer of the town calls us up to save their asses, we make quite a bundle of money for doing so, ok so toi know enough about me and my Friends and life so back to the story.
So anyway, when I was done locking my bike I stated to walk up to my friends.
“Yo, Mack catch!” yelled Keith
When I heard that I looked at a baseball coming straight to me so I reacted out and caught it.
“Wow dude….please stop doing that man” I a dit while I throw the ball back to Keith and walk up to them.
“Sure man, whatev” a dit Keith with a smile, then Nick came up to me and gave me a bro hug (when toi slap your hands together and then grab and pull each other in for a hug).
“What’s up bro?” a dit Nick getting out of the bro hug.
"Nothing, just tired but very existed for it being the last school” I a dit in a happy towen.
“And” All 5 of them a dit with one eye brow raised on each of their faces.
“And because of the jig tonight” I said, and then all of them started to cheer and giving me the toi don't say face.
“You guys are assholes” I a dit laughing a bit.
“Oh…guys toi hear that were assholes and toi guys know what we do to best Friends who call us assholes……” Mick said.
“Wait….. Oh no don’t even think about it” I a dit loudly but they didn’t listen.
“Band pile on!!!” they screamed and jumped on me in a dog pile. , then we just started to laugh.
Then after 3 secondes of them on me and then we all stood up, and went back to the steps of the school to sit, then it was silent for 3 secondes then john spoke up.
“So can I continue my story now” john said, then we all sighed.
“Oh my god we don’t wonna talk about how toi got a bunch of girls to make out with toi it’s getting old” a dit James angrily.
“What toi guys l’amour this story” a dit john.
“No we liked it when it happened in grade 6, but it’s getting old” I said.
“YA” a dit everyone except John and me.
“You guys suck” a dit john putting his hand on his chin to slouch, then we just sat there for a few secondes of complete silence.
“Oh Mack I almost forgot the principal wont us to perform for the assemble today” Nick a dit breaking the silence.
“Really… Why?” I said
“I don’t know, probably because the other entertainment quit ou something” a dit Nick.
“Probably, when is it?” I said.
“At lunch” a dit Keith.
“Oh… well then we sure have a bit of time on our hands” I said
“Ya” all 5 of them said, we sat there for 1 plus minuet tell Mike stood up.
“Well I don’t know about toi guys but I’m going to hang out with Mrs. Lipton tell lunch” a dit Mike, then me and the other 4 shrugged and got up to head for the musique room, when we went throw the front doors of the school we stopped for a few secondes to look at all the kids having fun, talking, and a few making out, after about 4 secondes of standing we started to walk to are destination, while we were walking kids passed us and gave us high-fives and fist-pounds cause were awesome, then when we were went left down a corridor then we bumped into the prep-greasers and their leader Johnny Derplin (yes his last names Derplin). Now little knowledge on Johnny and his gang, first Johnny is a prep and a greasers and gang is a combination of both.
See in my school theirs the Prep-Greasers, the cowboys, the jocks, and the pack (our gang) and all of them are rivals, the cowboys are hated par the pack and jocks, the jocks are hated par cowboys and the pack, the pack is hated par all the gangs, but the prep-greasers are only enemies are us, ok that’s enough of that back to the story, so we bumped in with Johnny and his gang and when we did they came towards us and then we were lined up with them.
“Well, well, we’ll look at what the cat dragged in” a dit Johnny (ya he speaks like he’s from the 60’s)
“Johnny we really don’t wonna start a fight we just wonna get throw the jour without a fight” I a dit with a bit of anger.
“Hmmm….well guest we could go easy on you….at first” a dit Johnny laughing a bit, and after he a dit that all his gang members started to crack there knuckles.
"come on dude, give us break" a dit James, but they didient listen.
“Well guys guest were broiling” a dit Mike.
“Guest so” I a dit
Then right when we were about to fight Mrs. Lipton came to the rescue.
“You boys leave NOW!” she said.
“Fine, we were going to win anyway” a dit Johnny, then him and his gang left and right when they turned the corner we looked back to Mrs. Lipton.
“Thanks” we all said
“Come on let’s get back to my class” a dit Mrs. Lipton, then we followed her to the musique room, and when we went in we saw a group of kindergarten’s in there.
“I’m glad toi came toi 6 came I sort of need you” she said
“I’m gusting it has something to do with the kindergartens, right” a dit James with an eye brow rose.
“Yes and what I need toi to do is….” a dit Mrs. Lipton but got cut off par Nick
“To perform for them to montrer how cool musique is” a dit Nick leaning against the pillar.
“Ya because….” a dit Mrs. Lipton getting cut off aging par Mack.
“Because were your best papules” I a dit with a smirk, she just stared at us for a few secondes tell we all laughed for 3 plus seconds.
“So… will you” she said.
“Sure” all 6 of us said, then we moved to the 3 inch high stage (it’s the musique room stage not the one in the gym) and set up, their stuff were already here cause they leave them here every jour (they think it’s safer that way) and when we were done Mrs. Lipton stated to speak.
“Ok children, now like I promised, we are going to listing to some musique played par these 6 young musicians, they have been going to this class for 4 years (My school is a Elementary/High school) and have excelled in this class and have learned to play very well, they are my finest papules and good friends…. Mack, Nick, Keith, John, James, and Mike the “Alphas and Omegas”.
“Yaaaaaaa……” a dit the group of kids, and after that we started to play.
“Detroit Rock City” par KISS
I feel uptight on a Saturday night
Nine o' clock, the radio's the only light
I hear my song and it pulls me through
Comes on strong, tells me what I got to do
I got to
Get up
Everybody's gonna déplacer their feet
Get down
Everybody's gonna leave their seat
toi gotta lose your mind in Detroit Rock City
Get up
Everybody's gonna déplacer their feet
Get down
Everybody's gonna leave their seat
Getting late
I just can't wait
Ten o'clock and I know I gotta hit the road
First I drink, then I smoke
Start up the car, and I try to make the midnight show
Get up
Everybody's gonna déplacer their feet
Get down
Everybody's gonna leave their seat
Movin' fast, doin' 95
Hit haut, retour au début speed but I'm still movin' much too slow
I feel so good, I'm so alive
I hear my song playin' on the radio
It goes
Get up
Everybody's gonna déplacer their feet
Get down
Everybody's gonna leave their seat
Twelve o'clock, I gotta rock
There's a truck ahead, lights starin' at my eyes
Oh my God, no time to turn
I got to laugh 'cause I know I'm gonna die
Why
Get up
Everybody's gonna déplacer their feet
Get up
Everybody's gonna leave their seat
Johnny’s P.O.V
I and my gang were walking down the hall to the office cause of those fags, but I wasn’t going to let that get me down.
“This is bullshit” a dit 1 of the gang members in anger. “How come we get in shit for doing nothing?”
“Well what do toi expect? That damn musique teacher looks out for them like a guardian” I said. He just surged and we carried on.
After 2 plus minutes of walking we got to the front doors of the school, we were about leave when I got a great idea.
“Guys wait!” they stopped and looked at me, “I got an idea on how to get back at those fuckers.” And when I a dit that they came to me and we huddled.
“What’s the plane?” they said, “I say we fuck with their grades” I said, they all nodded, then we went to the office and checked if there was anyone there, luckily there wasn’t so me and two gang members went in the principles room while the others were standing guard.
When we entered there was a big stack of boxes, we looked for the 4 boxes that had the letters M, N, K, J (Mack, Mike, Nick, Keith, James, John) it toke 2 minutes to look throw them but we finally found those fuckers files and when we did we destroyed them, then we went to the principles computer to look for their rapporter cards I toke 2 plus minutes but found them, “ok, so make them have marks of 35 ou less in every class but musique (cause they would know something went wrong)” so we did and when we were done we printed them out, put them were the original were, put the boxes back and left.
“That will teach those fuckers” I a dit while leaving the school to go outside.
DAMN!!! Looks like Mack and the pack are going to be held back, but what will happen when they find this out. toon in suivant week to see what happens.
Mack’s (me) P.O.V
10 minutes later…
After licensing to two plus songs (not going to say what they are cause I can’t think of any) I arrived at the school, when I got off my bike to lock it to the bike rack I saw my 5 Best Friends Mike, James, Keith, John, and Nick standing par the door to the school passing a ball to each other.
Now guest I’m going have to tell toi guys what their like well I’ll go one par one I guest. (So no one asks yes we like to wear black, white and grey) oh and we all know how to the play piano.
Mike is the brown haired kid that wears gray jeans, dark work boots, black t-shirt and a gray parka veste and he’s the le batteur, batteur of our band, he has a life time goal to play for royalty like the Queen of England but everyone knows that’s not going to happen even he knows, he’s very good kid but can be bad at times, and is very aléatoire at times.
James is another brown haired kid who wears black jeans, white running shoes, black T-shirt, and a black and white striped hoodie and he’s one of the basse, bass players, he’s the tech guy of the group and is well mannered and good listener to people, he’s one of thus people that can get toi to tell him anything, but he’s also a cello player like me and Keith.
Keith is the native kid in the group (not trying to be raciest) he’s has black hair and wears black track pants, black high tops shoes, black t-shirt, and gray hoodie, he’s the other basse, bass player, he is the nicest out of all of us he’s the guy toi call when you’re in jail, but he can be bad sometimes but usually he’s a good boy, he is also a cello player.
John has blond with a hint of black stripes (he thinks it’s cool) and wears grey jeans, white sports shoes with red lines on the sides of them, black t-shirt, and a white parka veste and he’s the third guitarist, and he is one of those people who are so in to themselves and john is the biggest one I know, don’t get me wrong he’s a good dude when he’s not saying how good he is.
And then there is Nick the seconde lead guitarist and my best-friend, he has blond-brown hair and wears dark blue jeans, high-tops ones black and the other is white (don’t ask why) black wife-beater with some tears in it, and a black hoodie, Nick is very funny, pretty strong, and a good friend, me and him have been Friends since we were 7 years old, then 7 years later were basically brothers (well all them are, just nick I’ve known longer)
And then theirs me (ya I know I should of told toi about me in the first chapter sorry) I have dirty blond hair and I wear black jeans, black and white sport shoes, white manche longue, manches longues chemise under a black T-shirt, black vest, and a Black “P” manteau and I’m the lead singer and lead guitarist, I’m nice, bad, funny, bit shy, strong, and not scared of anything (literally)
The band name that I and the guys came up with is called the “The Alphas and Omegas” (ya forgot, there’s no such thing as “Alpha and Omega” the movie in this story, and no our band in real life isn’t called the alphas and omegas) and basically we just play at parties, special events, and when a band (example: KISS) can’t montrer then the Mayer of the town calls us up to save their asses, we make quite a bundle of money for doing so, ok so toi know enough about me and my Friends and life so back to the story.
So anyway, when I was done locking my bike I stated to walk up to my friends.
“Yo, Mack catch!” yelled Keith
When I heard that I looked at a baseball coming straight to me so I reacted out and caught it.
“Wow dude….please stop doing that man” I a dit while I throw the ball back to Keith and walk up to them.
“Sure man, whatev” a dit Keith with a smile, then Nick came up to me and gave me a bro hug (when toi slap your hands together and then grab and pull each other in for a hug).
“What’s up bro?” a dit Nick getting out of the bro hug.
"Nothing, just tired but very existed for it being the last school” I a dit in a happy towen.
“And” All 5 of them a dit with one eye brow raised on each of their faces.
“And because of the jig tonight” I said, and then all of them started to cheer and giving me the toi don't say face.
“You guys are assholes” I a dit laughing a bit.
“Oh…guys toi hear that were assholes and toi guys know what we do to best Friends who call us assholes……” Mick said.
“Wait….. Oh no don’t even think about it” I a dit loudly but they didn’t listen.
“Band pile on!!!” they screamed and jumped on me in a dog pile. , then we just started to laugh.
Then after 3 secondes of them on me and then we all stood up, and went back to the steps of the school to sit, then it was silent for 3 secondes then john spoke up.
“So can I continue my story now” john said, then we all sighed.
“Oh my god we don’t wonna talk about how toi got a bunch of girls to make out with toi it’s getting old” a dit James angrily.
“What toi guys l’amour this story” a dit john.
“No we liked it when it happened in grade 6, but it’s getting old” I said.
“YA” a dit everyone except John and me.
“You guys suck” a dit john putting his hand on his chin to slouch, then we just sat there for a few secondes of complete silence.
“Oh Mack I almost forgot the principal wont us to perform for the assemble today” Nick a dit breaking the silence.
“Really… Why?” I said
“I don’t know, probably because the other entertainment quit ou something” a dit Nick.
“Probably, when is it?” I said.
“At lunch” a dit Keith.
“Oh… well then we sure have a bit of time on our hands” I said
“Ya” all 5 of them said, we sat there for 1 plus minuet tell Mike stood up.
“Well I don’t know about toi guys but I’m going to hang out with Mrs. Lipton tell lunch” a dit Mike, then me and the other 4 shrugged and got up to head for the musique room, when we went throw the front doors of the school we stopped for a few secondes to look at all the kids having fun, talking, and a few making out, after about 4 secondes of standing we started to walk to are destination, while we were walking kids passed us and gave us high-fives and fist-pounds cause were awesome, then when we were went left down a corridor then we bumped into the prep-greasers and their leader Johnny Derplin (yes his last names Derplin). Now little knowledge on Johnny and his gang, first Johnny is a prep and a greasers and gang is a combination of both.
See in my school theirs the Prep-Greasers, the cowboys, the jocks, and the pack (our gang) and all of them are rivals, the cowboys are hated par the pack and jocks, the jocks are hated par cowboys and the pack, the pack is hated par all the gangs, but the prep-greasers are only enemies are us, ok that’s enough of that back to the story, so we bumped in with Johnny and his gang and when we did they came towards us and then we were lined up with them.
“Well, well, we’ll look at what the cat dragged in” a dit Johnny (ya he speaks like he’s from the 60’s)
“Johnny we really don’t wonna start a fight we just wonna get throw the jour without a fight” I a dit with a bit of anger.
“Hmmm….well guest we could go easy on you….at first” a dit Johnny laughing a bit, and after he a dit that all his gang members started to crack there knuckles.
"come on dude, give us break" a dit James, but they didient listen.
“Well guys guest were broiling” a dit Mike.
“Guest so” I a dit
Then right when we were about to fight Mrs. Lipton came to the rescue.
“You boys leave NOW!” she said.
“Fine, we were going to win anyway” a dit Johnny, then him and his gang left and right when they turned the corner we looked back to Mrs. Lipton.
“Thanks” we all said
“Come on let’s get back to my class” a dit Mrs. Lipton, then we followed her to the musique room, and when we went in we saw a group of kindergarten’s in there.
“I’m glad toi came toi 6 came I sort of need you” she said
“I’m gusting it has something to do with the kindergartens, right” a dit James with an eye brow rose.
“Yes and what I need toi to do is….” a dit Mrs. Lipton but got cut off par Nick
“To perform for them to montrer how cool musique is” a dit Nick leaning against the pillar.
“Ya because….” a dit Mrs. Lipton getting cut off aging par Mack.
“Because were your best papules” I a dit with a smirk, she just stared at us for a few secondes tell we all laughed for 3 plus seconds.
“So… will you” she said.
“Sure” all 6 of us said, then we moved to the 3 inch high stage (it’s the musique room stage not the one in the gym) and set up, their stuff were already here cause they leave them here every jour (they think it’s safer that way) and when we were done Mrs. Lipton stated to speak.
“Ok children, now like I promised, we are going to listing to some musique played par these 6 young musicians, they have been going to this class for 4 years (My school is a Elementary/High school) and have excelled in this class and have learned to play very well, they are my finest papules and good friends…. Mack, Nick, Keith, John, James, and Mike the “Alphas and Omegas”.
“Yaaaaaaa……” a dit the group of kids, and after that we started to play.
“Detroit Rock City” par KISS
I feel uptight on a Saturday night
Nine o' clock, the radio's the only light
I hear my song and it pulls me through
Comes on strong, tells me what I got to do
I got to
Get up
Everybody's gonna déplacer their feet
Get down
Everybody's gonna leave their seat
toi gotta lose your mind in Detroit Rock City
Get up
Everybody's gonna déplacer their feet
Get down
Everybody's gonna leave their seat
Getting late
I just can't wait
Ten o'clock and I know I gotta hit the road
First I drink, then I smoke
Start up the car, and I try to make the midnight show
Get up
Everybody's gonna déplacer their feet
Get down
Everybody's gonna leave their seat
Movin' fast, doin' 95
Hit haut, retour au début speed but I'm still movin' much too slow
I feel so good, I'm so alive
I hear my song playin' on the radio
It goes
Get up
Everybody's gonna déplacer their feet
Get down
Everybody's gonna leave their seat
Twelve o'clock, I gotta rock
There's a truck ahead, lights starin' at my eyes
Oh my God, no time to turn
I got to laugh 'cause I know I'm gonna die
Why
Get up
Everybody's gonna déplacer their feet
Get up
Everybody's gonna leave their seat
Johnny’s P.O.V
I and my gang were walking down the hall to the office cause of those fags, but I wasn’t going to let that get me down.
“This is bullshit” a dit 1 of the gang members in anger. “How come we get in shit for doing nothing?”
“Well what do toi expect? That damn musique teacher looks out for them like a guardian” I said. He just surged and we carried on.
After 2 plus minutes of walking we got to the front doors of the school, we were about leave when I got a great idea.
“Guys wait!” they stopped and looked at me, “I got an idea on how to get back at those fuckers.” And when I a dit that they came to me and we huddled.
“What’s the plane?” they said, “I say we fuck with their grades” I said, they all nodded, then we went to the office and checked if there was anyone there, luckily there wasn’t so me and two gang members went in the principles room while the others were standing guard.
When we entered there was a big stack of boxes, we looked for the 4 boxes that had the letters M, N, K, J (Mack, Mike, Nick, Keith, James, John) it toke 2 minutes to look throw them but we finally found those fuckers files and when we did we destroyed them, then we went to the principles computer to look for their rapporter cards I toke 2 plus minutes but found them, “ok, so make them have marks of 35 ou less in every class but musique (cause they would know something went wrong)” so we did and when we were done we printed them out, put them were the original were, put the boxes back and left.
“That will teach those fuckers” I a dit while leaving the school to go outside.
DAMN!!! Looks like Mack and the pack are going to be held back, but what will happen when they find this out. toon in suivant week to see what happens.
Warning, don't burn your self
1. Get a piece of log that's big enough.
2. Make sure the wood is hard and rough.
3. Cut it out into a piece,
4 get a stick, burn the tip.
6. Then draw something on the log what toi want!
This is a fine activity to do while your camping.
Only ages to 7.
Cause don't want little kids to get burnt lol.
So have fun with theses art steps.
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1. Get a piece of log that's big enough.
2. Make sure the wood is hard and rough.
3. Cut it out into a piece,
4 get a stick, burn the tip.
6. Then draw something on the log what toi want!
This is a fine activity to do while your camping.
Only ages to 7.
Cause don't want little kids to get burnt lol.
So have fun with theses art steps.
Have fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu7uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun
