Year 12 Muck-up Day - A incredible story with an unforeseeable lot twist
New-York Times: An excellent story. One for the ages.
Sydney Morning Herald: Pure Wizardry. This is truly magical.
Sunday Telegraph: What an amazing story. Captivating for all audiences.
The day was dark and grim. The bellowing shadows overpowered the teachers. They called it "muck up day." The school captain coerced everyone to come in mufti in order to f*** shit up and not get in trouble. The variation was like the colours of a Lorri. Ekman however, came in his gay ass uniform making a statement of pride and dedication to the school and its teachers. The first period was English. Everyone came to the back whispering and plotting. Finally they came to a conclusion. To steal the English teachers beloved desk. As the English teacher stomped out of class leaving the remnants of fresh BO the students moved. The 20 or so students ran to the desk lifting it and grabbing everything around it hiding it somewhere. One student in particular, picked up a cabinet and caused it crumble at his big fat hands. He along with the 20 other students ran like girls...English was now over with the English teacher using ekmans table to mark. The man with hedgehog like hair walked outside and observed the may cars lined up in the car park. The glad wrap was suffocating the coordinators car. Nearly getting smackcamed he turned around and basically dodged a bullet. The look of freshly sprayed whipped cream surrounded Student A's face. The sun was blocked by the violent and impeding clouds. The Pdh students printed pretty much 1000 copy's of their teacher smiling and pasted it on every classroom every corner and every car. Thinking they're cool the non physics students wrapped the physics teachers car in glad wrap making it look like a fresh bagel. Then it happened. Drsoccerball contemplated. He deeply thought. His heart was waging a swordfight with his mind. He thought "Let me ask all the teachers to forgive me if i did anything wrong to them." Meanwhile the dark and menacing voice of Ekman and Gmoussa emanated in his ears, "Come to the library" . After every class that he went to the same ominous voice echoed in his ear whispering the same thing. After 40 minutes of talking to the teachers he decided to just go to the library. He walked in observing ekman giggling in the corner. He observed 10 people just gazing at his like hungry predator were for their prey. They pounced. Grabbing him by every limb. He struggled from freedom. He kicked his way out of their grip but someone held his feet. They were lifting him up and trying to put him in the orange chair. He saw the silver ductape in the distance with its possessor having a very horrifying and arching figure.
"And it was at that moment the sudden and unexpected discovery hit me as hard as a rock. I had not foreseen this. My own people, my own family. How could they be doing this to me. We were a family, and now they had backstabbed me and were tying me to a chair. This discovery was confronting and led me to have renewed perceptions of my so called 'family'. When I saw their leader was Ekman an anger built up inside me as if going to erupt out of me like a volcano. He was the reason this was happening to me. That two-faced scum. I was rediscovering my hate for people in this world through this unplanned discovery. I was discovering a new sense of self. I was going to show these people I was the boss, and not to be trifled with. I became super-saiyan at that moment and I started wounding up my energy for a Kame Hame Ha which would destroy these two face plebs. But at that moment a teacher came and stopped them and made them untie me. That stupid teacher. How I hated him. I wanted to show everyone I WAS a superhuman by slaughtering them with my beam of energy but that wretched teacher had to get in the way. Now I pretend to be friends with them and 'agree' it was just a joke while I secretly plot my revenge. Ekman, that disgusting creature, I will get you. I WILL get you."
Picture of Drsoccerball when being super-saiyan: