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4/2/17
Dear diary,
The fight went something like this:
Jeff and I sat next to each other for history class. We usually pass notes while we're finishing our boring homework. As usual, he started the conversation with my choice of hat.
Jeff: What's with the hat? Are you emo or something?
Me: Just because I'm wearing a black hat doesn't make me emo.
Jeff: Fine. Why are you always so defensive? Can't you just be chill for one second?
Me: Are we really talking about this Jeff? I have to get my homework done.
Jeff: Since when were you so eager to finish schoolwork? Last I checked, you'd rather count the ceiling tiles than do your geometry homework.
Me: So? Has it ever dawned to you that I have nothing but C-'s and D+'s for a report card and that I would want to get decent grades for a change?
Jeff: Are you serious? Who are you? I thought we were buddies.
Me: I don't know what to tell you, Jeff. Honestly, if you're going to fight me on something like this, you might as well get it over with.
Jeff: I don't believe this.
Me: Fight me or finish your homework knowing you lost. It's your choice.
Jeff: Is that a threat?
Me: No, it's a promise.
Then it got worse from there. Seriously, with friends like Jeff, really, who needs enemies?
All for now,
(Three days later...)
4/5/17
Dear diary,
Life couldn't get much worse. This is the second time I've gone to the principal's office in the last week. If I go to the office one more time, I'll be suspended from school! However, the principal's office is the least of my worries. I still have to go home clutching another detention slip in hopes of stashing it before my parents find out.
Jeff couldn't be more of a pest. He's the reason I'm sitting on the waiting chair next to him. He looks like he's going to be executed or something. I guess Jeff has never been to the principal.
Then, we were called to Mr. Dodson's office. Jeff and I slowly walked toward the office. As we sat down, the principal looked between the two of us as if concentrating on what James Hastings did this time.
Mr. Dodson: Well well. I see Mr. Hastings is back again with another problem.
Jeff: Please Mr. Dodson! Please don't punish me!
Me: Oh, drop the act. Everyone in class saw our notes and the fight.
Mr. Dodson: I'm afraid I'll have to give you both detention. As for you James, I really need you to do better than this. Your sister is worried about you being suspended if you keep this up.
Jeff: (Snickers).
Mr. Dodson: (Clears his throat): As for you Mr. Neal, I suggest that you cut the laughter short. You're in as much trouble as James is, so I recommend you keep quiet. Now, please take these slips and be on your way. Remember what I said!
Jeff and me: Yes sir.
And it pretty much unraveled from there. Man detention stinks.
All for now,
(End of diary entries)
Have a great day! :)
