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Chapter Seven
Mike’s Guide to Surviving High School
Today is Tuesday and for spirit week we have to dress up in of pajamas. Which is really cool and all, but not when people don’t even wash up let alone get the cookie out of their eyes. Now that’s really grosses me out. So I’m hearing wearing some black pj’s pants with a black shirt that had the peace sign on it.
Mike stands at his locker working his combination lock when Phoenix walked up. Wearing gray pants and white T-shirt with a gray sweat jacket. “Hey, Mike. Sorry about not talking to you guys in school. I started school late and I had to catch up on missing assignments. Basically I hate homework I just do it here.” Mike smiled. “I do too. It’s kind of like you don’t have the energy to do school work at home, considering the fact it is homework. I just do it all in class and in lunch.” Phi leaned against the lockers. “So when are you guys going to start rehearsing?”
Mike dropped his notebook. He bent down and picked it up. “Dude, I have been so busy with the guide and the Jazz thing I forgot all about it.” Phi laughed. “I did too, not until I saw that pictured of that solider with wings on your notebook.” Mike stopped and looked at the notebook. “I don’t know why that gave me that idea in the first place.” Mike shrugged and opened his locker when I pile of white flowers spilled out onto the floor. “Man I see you have yourself a little ring of girls.”
Mike sighed picking up the flowers one by one. “Yeah, crazy as it sounds I don’t have my eye on any of these girls. I have my eye on someone else.” Phi bent down and helped him pick them up. “Jazz, right?” Mike stopped and looked at Phi. “Yeah, how did you know?” Phi laughed. “One because you mention her name a few minutes ago and two I can see it in your eyes...both of your eyes.” Mike started to feel his face getting red. “Is it...obvious?”
Phi stood up with two handfuls of flowers. “Depends on the person your with. I’m guess the other guys noticed it too, huh?” Mike stood up too. “Yeah.” Phi took the flowers and put them in Mike’s locker. “So when are you going to tell her?” Mike stopped.
I hate being a chicken **** sometimes. I haven’t even figured how I wanted to tell her. Let alone say how I feel about her in the first place.
“I don’t know?” Phi smiled and looked back at the flowers. “Maybe use these flowers to tell her. But in a different way,” Mike placed the rest of the white flowers in his locker and grabbed his Lit/Comp. 9 book and History book. “I know it sounds cheap but at the same time you have a little heart by doing this.” Mike nodded and slammed his locker. Which was really heard considering all the white flowers.
“That’s a good idea.” Phi smiled and started walking towards Mike’s first period class. “Oh, look it’s Mike!” Mike stopped and a whole slew of girls were behind him running towards him. Anne was near by and giggled at the sight. “Run Mike Run!” Shouted Phi. Mike started running while the girls chased him down the hall. “Shoot I wanted to tell him about what Mr. Jenkins said about his guide.” Said Anne. Walking up beside Phi. “What?” Phi asked. “Mr. Jenkins was so impressed that he wanted Mike to join the newspaper full time. And Mrs. Crawford also talked to Mr. Jenkins saying that the poems he has done in class were advanced level, he and Chester.”
*****
Thank God I’m a fast runner. Because one guy and a group of girls it’s kind of hard to outrun some girls. Dude, I don’t think I want to mess with them...I curse the fact they think of hot. Wait? That’s a good thing. Don’t you think? It’s already second hour and not all my classes are boring, weird, and just down right out of this world. I have good teachers like Mr. Gordon. What’s cool about his class that we learn by playing a game. We get in a group we assign special jobs to mange stuff like wars, money, and studying. Then on certain days we earn money by answer questions on the worksheet that he has given us. Then on Friday we take a test. What’s really cool that our country, Meteroa has destroyed two countries and we have over a million dollars.
“Joe are you ready?” said Jazz. Joe and Chester were busy fighting over whose teddy bear was better, Foggy or Mickey Mouse. “Okay, just because Foggy didn’t star in any cartoons doesn’t mean that Mickey Mouse is any better.” said Joe. “Frogs are gross and mouse can be either or. So mainly Mickey Mouse is cute and cute is good.” Mike and Jazz stared at the two as if they were crazy.
Joe was the head of defense knowing that his ‘inner person a.ka. Remy’ was very evil and would do anything to destroy the enemy. Chester was the head of interior he could build the country, which was on the board. In any way so that the enemy would get so confused they would actually be setting themselves up for a trap. Jazz was our treasurer she was really good with money and knew what stuff to buy and not waste money. And me I was the leader keeping everyone in check and making sure that the war cards, trade cars, and alliance cards were perfect. The cards were to start wars with countries or ally with country, and the trade cards were used to give back items. Mr. Gordon was talking about his experience as a young man which were cool.
Which gave me a good idea. I love Mr. Gordon best teacher ever.
“Jazz...did you um...get any flowers today?” asked Mike. “Yeah, but oddly enough they were from Jake.” Chester leaned over. “Jake from the newspaper?” Jazz nodded and frowned. “He said on the cards that I have changed his ways of women and I like tough out going girls. Guys I’m scared.” Joe looked over. “I feel for you. Don’t worry we’ll protect you.” Mr. Gordon was done with his talk and the kids went back to talking to their groups. “That’s what I’m afraid of.” Mr. Gordon walked over and placed a hand on Jazz’s shoulder.
“Don’t listen to these goofballs what do they know?” he said. Chester laughed. “Mr. Gordon. Hey nice pj's.” Mr. Gordon was wearing some Spongebob Squarepants pajamas. “You like. There better then yours.” he laughed and walked away. The group laughed. “However, I did get a lot. And some of the boys are cute and nice.” Mike felt his heart racing. “Are you considering about going out with them?” Chester looked over at Mike. “Well you can always go out with Jake and then dump him right there.” Chester elbowed Joe in the stomach. “Ow! What was that for?” Mike lowered his eyes. Jazz giggled. “That’s a good idea, however, I don’t know. The guy I really want to go with I wonder if he feels the same way about me.”
Mike looked up. “What guy?” Jazz looked confused at Mike’s sudden reaction. “Just some guy I have had a crush on like forever.” Mike sighed. Chester smiled softly. “Well, why sweat a date it’s not that important.” Jazz stood up and took her worksheet. “you’re right. Why sweat it I don’t think I’ll even go. Watch some movies and some ice cream nothing but a girls dream.” she walked away. Chester smiled and leaned over towards Mike. “Don’t worry man. She said she wasn’t even going to go.” Mike nodded slowly still dwelling on who this guy was.
*****
It was a normal day, being chased by girls, bugging Jazz on who this guy was even though she didn’t know I was really, really irritated about this. So right know I’m walking over to my grandma’s house, Grandma Shinoda. Like the best grandmother in the world. She’s the only person that doesn’t bug me about Jazz. She really does listen even to my songs. I love her so much and I worry about her, too.
Grandma Shinoda was sitting on the porch rocking back and forth in her rocking chair. “Oh, Mike, how are you. Did your mother take your brother to his basketball game?” Mike nodded as his grandmother got up and went inside. And Mike followed her into her large home of comfort. She went to the kitchen and took out some cookies. “Grandma do you need some help?” he took the plate of cookies and walked outside. “You earn two cookies for that.” she said, ruffling Mike’s black-blue hair. “Grandma, I have a little problem.” Grandma Shinoda sat down on the rocking bench that hang to the roof of the patio.
“Well, you see I have a crush on this girl and well...” Grandma Shinoda smiled. “Jazz, right?” Mike looked a bit shocked. “Y-yeah...How did you know?” Grandma Shinoda laughed. “I have been around for a long time Mike. I always knew that both of you cared for each other, and not only that your also growing up. It’s natural for you to care about a girl. Even though Jazz won’t be your life partner you two will always care fore each other.” Mike smiled at his grandmother. “You really think she cares about me? Because she was talking about some guy she really liked.”
Grandma Shinoda smiled. “Are you sure that it’s not you. If not go for it even though you know her more. You want to take your chance before it’s too late.” Mike nodded. Grandma Shinoda smiled back her chocolate brown eyes sparkled. “You know Mike, I was like you when I was young. I had a best friend just like you and we did love each other. But I found your grandfather. And don’t you think that I still don’t talk to my friend he also married too.” Mike leaned back and took a cookie. “Thanks Grandma. You rock.” Grandma Shinoda smiled. “Of course, I have the best grandsons in the world you know.” Mike laughed and leaned back and spent the rest of the day talking to his grandmother.
In all our lives we always find somebody who just understands. So here is a tip never let those that matter to you go. Because their love and their comfort will make your heart even stronger.
Mike’s Guide to Surviving High School
Today is Tuesday and for spirit week we have to dress up in of pajamas. Which is really cool and all, but not when people don’t even wash up let alone get the cookie out of their eyes. Now that’s really grosses me out. So I’m hearing wearing some black pj’s pants with a black shirt that had the peace sign on it.
Mike stands at his locker working his combination lock when Phoenix walked up. Wearing gray pants and white T-shirt with a gray sweat jacket. “Hey, Mike. Sorry about not talking to you guys in school. I started school late and I had to catch up on missing assignments. Basically I hate homework I just do it here.” Mike smiled. “I do too. It’s kind of like you don’t have the energy to do school work at home, considering the fact it is homework. I just do it all in class and in lunch.” Phi leaned against the lockers. “So when are you guys going to start rehearsing?”
Mike dropped his notebook. He bent down and picked it up. “Dude, I have been so busy with the guide and the Jazz thing I forgot all about it.” Phi laughed. “I did too, not until I saw that pictured of that solider with wings on your notebook.” Mike stopped and looked at the notebook. “I don’t know why that gave me that idea in the first place.” Mike shrugged and opened his locker when I pile of white flowers spilled out onto the floor. “Man I see you have yourself a little ring of girls.”
Mike sighed picking up the flowers one by one. “Yeah, crazy as it sounds I don’t have my eye on any of these girls. I have my eye on someone else.” Phi bent down and helped him pick them up. “Jazz, right?” Mike stopped and looked at Phi. “Yeah, how did you know?” Phi laughed. “One because you mention her name a few minutes ago and two I can see it in your eyes...both of your eyes.” Mike started to feel his face getting red. “Is it...obvious?”
Phi stood up with two handfuls of flowers. “Depends on the person your with. I’m guess the other guys noticed it too, huh?” Mike stood up too. “Yeah.” Phi took the flowers and put them in Mike’s locker. “So when are you going to tell her?” Mike stopped.
I hate being a chicken **** sometimes. I haven’t even figured how I wanted to tell her. Let alone say how I feel about her in the first place.
“I don’t know?” Phi smiled and looked back at the flowers. “Maybe use these flowers to tell her. But in a different way,” Mike placed the rest of the white flowers in his locker and grabbed his Lit/Comp. 9 book and History book. “I know it sounds cheap but at the same time you have a little heart by doing this.” Mike nodded and slammed his locker. Which was really heard considering all the white flowers.
“That’s a good idea.” Phi smiled and started walking towards Mike’s first period class. “Oh, look it’s Mike!” Mike stopped and a whole slew of girls were behind him running towards him. Anne was near by and giggled at the sight. “Run Mike Run!” Shouted Phi. Mike started running while the girls chased him down the hall. “Shoot I wanted to tell him about what Mr. Jenkins said about his guide.” Said Anne. Walking up beside Phi. “What?” Phi asked. “Mr. Jenkins was so impressed that he wanted Mike to join the newspaper full time. And Mrs. Crawford also talked to Mr. Jenkins saying that the poems he has done in class were advanced level, he and Chester.”
*****
Thank God I’m a fast runner. Because one guy and a group of girls it’s kind of hard to outrun some girls. Dude, I don’t think I want to mess with them...I curse the fact they think of hot. Wait? That’s a good thing. Don’t you think? It’s already second hour and not all my classes are boring, weird, and just down right out of this world. I have good teachers like Mr. Gordon. What’s cool about his class that we learn by playing a game. We get in a group we assign special jobs to mange stuff like wars, money, and studying. Then on certain days we earn money by answer questions on the worksheet that he has given us. Then on Friday we take a test. What’s really cool that our country, Meteroa has destroyed two countries and we have over a million dollars.
“Joe are you ready?” said Jazz. Joe and Chester were busy fighting over whose teddy bear was better, Foggy or Mickey Mouse. “Okay, just because Foggy didn’t star in any cartoons doesn’t mean that Mickey Mouse is any better.” said Joe. “Frogs are gross and mouse can be either or. So mainly Mickey Mouse is cute and cute is good.” Mike and Jazz stared at the two as if they were crazy.
Joe was the head of defense knowing that his ‘inner person a.ka. Remy’ was very evil and would do anything to destroy the enemy. Chester was the head of interior he could build the country, which was on the board. In any way so that the enemy would get so confused they would actually be setting themselves up for a trap. Jazz was our treasurer she was really good with money and knew what stuff to buy and not waste money. And me I was the leader keeping everyone in check and making sure that the war cards, trade cars, and alliance cards were perfect. The cards were to start wars with countries or ally with country, and the trade cards were used to give back items. Mr. Gordon was talking about his experience as a young man which were cool.
Which gave me a good idea. I love Mr. Gordon best teacher ever.
“Jazz...did you um...get any flowers today?” asked Mike. “Yeah, but oddly enough they were from Jake.” Chester leaned over. “Jake from the newspaper?” Jazz nodded and frowned. “He said on the cards that I have changed his ways of women and I like tough out going girls. Guys I’m scared.” Joe looked over. “I feel for you. Don’t worry we’ll protect you.” Mr. Gordon was done with his talk and the kids went back to talking to their groups. “That’s what I’m afraid of.” Mr. Gordon walked over and placed a hand on Jazz’s shoulder.
“Don’t listen to these goofballs what do they know?” he said. Chester laughed. “Mr. Gordon. Hey nice pj's.” Mr. Gordon was wearing some Spongebob Squarepants pajamas. “You like. There better then yours.” he laughed and walked away. The group laughed. “However, I did get a lot. And some of the boys are cute and nice.” Mike felt his heart racing. “Are you considering about going out with them?” Chester looked over at Mike. “Well you can always go out with Jake and then dump him right there.” Chester elbowed Joe in the stomach. “Ow! What was that for?” Mike lowered his eyes. Jazz giggled. “That’s a good idea, however, I don’t know. The guy I really want to go with I wonder if he feels the same way about me.”
Mike looked up. “What guy?” Jazz looked confused at Mike’s sudden reaction. “Just some guy I have had a crush on like forever.” Mike sighed. Chester smiled softly. “Well, why sweat a date it’s not that important.” Jazz stood up and took her worksheet. “you’re right. Why sweat it I don’t think I’ll even go. Watch some movies and some ice cream nothing but a girls dream.” she walked away. Chester smiled and leaned over towards Mike. “Don’t worry man. She said she wasn’t even going to go.” Mike nodded slowly still dwelling on who this guy was.
*****
It was a normal day, being chased by girls, bugging Jazz on who this guy was even though she didn’t know I was really, really irritated about this. So right know I’m walking over to my grandma’s house, Grandma Shinoda. Like the best grandmother in the world. She’s the only person that doesn’t bug me about Jazz. She really does listen even to my songs. I love her so much and I worry about her, too.
Grandma Shinoda was sitting on the porch rocking back and forth in her rocking chair. “Oh, Mike, how are you. Did your mother take your brother to his basketball game?” Mike nodded as his grandmother got up and went inside. And Mike followed her into her large home of comfort. She went to the kitchen and took out some cookies. “Grandma do you need some help?” he took the plate of cookies and walked outside. “You earn two cookies for that.” she said, ruffling Mike’s black-blue hair. “Grandma, I have a little problem.” Grandma Shinoda sat down on the rocking bench that hang to the roof of the patio.
“Well, you see I have a crush on this girl and well...” Grandma Shinoda smiled. “Jazz, right?” Mike looked a bit shocked. “Y-yeah...How did you know?” Grandma Shinoda laughed. “I have been around for a long time Mike. I always knew that both of you cared for each other, and not only that your also growing up. It’s natural for you to care about a girl. Even though Jazz won’t be your life partner you two will always care fore each other.” Mike smiled at his grandmother. “You really think she cares about me? Because she was talking about some guy she really liked.”
Grandma Shinoda smiled. “Are you sure that it’s not you. If not go for it even though you know her more. You want to take your chance before it’s too late.” Mike nodded. Grandma Shinoda smiled back her chocolate brown eyes sparkled. “You know Mike, I was like you when I was young. I had a best friend just like you and we did love each other. But I found your grandfather. And don’t you think that I still don’t talk to my friend he also married too.” Mike leaned back and took a cookie. “Thanks Grandma. You rock.” Grandma Shinoda smiled. “Of course, I have the best grandsons in the world you know.” Mike laughed and leaned back and spent the rest of the day talking to his grandmother.
In all our lives we always find somebody who just understands. So here is a tip never let those that matter to you go. Because their love and their comfort will make your heart even stronger.
