Oct 24, 2008 10:24
(He is in class sitting in a desk, he is not paying attention to the teacher instead he is drawing in his notebook. It is pretty good, there is a cute girl that is next to him and she sees that he is drawing something. She is trying to see what it is but can’t so she taps him)
Girl: Hey.
Tommy: Who do you want me to pass the note to?
Girl: Note? What are you talking about?
Tommy: What, do you not want me to pass a note to someone for you?
Girl: No.
Tommy: Than what do you want?
Girl: (offended) well never mind than.
Tommy: Hold on, I am confused did you want to ask me something like a question on this work or what. Sorry I didn’t mean anything about it sorry.
Girl: It’s alright, what’s your name?
Tommy: You want to know my name?
Girl: Yeah, your name the person of whom I am talking to right now.
Tommy: Oh my name is-
Teacher: Tommy Blanks is there a problem with your work that you don’t understand?
Tommy: No not at all Miss Johnson.
Miss Johnson: Than how come you are not paying attention to what I am teaching?
Tommy: Honestly because I am really bored, oh it isn’t your fault at all. I mean it’s not your fault that you teach a boring subject. But I am sure that you are doing a great job at this whole teaching thing. So keep up the good work.
Miss Johnson: (Shocked) Excuse me Tommy?
Tommy: Did I say that aloud, sorry I tend to sometimes say what I am thinking out loud.
Miss Johnson: Well you know what, I have that problem too.
Tommy: Really so you know how I feel?
Miss Johnson: Yeah I do…detention. Oh did I say that aloud?
(Class goes oh, the bell rings and the class exits the room.)
(Tommy is walking down the hallway fast and the girl is trying to catch up)
Girl: HEY! Slow down I want to ask you something.
(Tommy stops and she walks into him and knocks Tommy down)
Girl: I’ve never knocked a guy down.
Tommy: (embarrassed) A girl knocking me down is the usual, for me at least. So you have to ask me something, I think I can answer your question. I don’t do other people’s homework.
Girl: That is not it I get good grades on my own. I saw you sketching and it looked interesting, I’m Jessika the president of the art club and we are always looking for new members.
Tommy: Art club…I can’t draw.
Jessika: You can draw, can I see what you were sketching in class.
(He pulls out a drawing of the teacher and it looks just like her.)
Jessika: Oh my goodness! You can’t tell me that doesn’t look like Miss Johnson?
Tommy: It does just a little bit, alright when is the next meeting?
Jessika: Today after school. I know I understand that you will be late and it is because of me. So…because of that I owe you.
Tommy: (the bells rings) well I will be there. Got to go.
Jessika: Art room, bye.
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