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[AwesomeBlake33712 13]

I used to go to a private school, but I moved because it was too expensive. I now go to a public school and I told several friends about tanki online. Only 2 of them play it now. Clay & James.

Clay uses MrNaughty, clayx64, and AwesomeClay33712, James uses jameswin81. Clay is mean now :evil: :evil: and I don't play with him anymore. -.- I invtd their accounts with real e-mails and I got them in my friend list and I get crystals :mrgreen: :mrgreen: :mrgreen:

[skitee 555]

Chinese school

 

On saturday, I woke up, and then did nothing abnormal for the morning. But in the afternoon, my dad wanted me to go with him to take my two youngest brothers to Chinese School, which they do every saturday. Now, I had finished Chinese School and taken my chinese gcses two years ago, and had no intention of going back. But I realised that my help was probably needed, so, with two minutes remaining until we'd leave, I grabbed my phone, mp3 player, money, crisps, and as much as I could think of before reluctantly heading in the car with my dad and two little brothers.

 

The journey there was fine, and I soon settled my little brother (aged 4) into his new class. He was really excited because this was the first day of the new year and he was no longer going to be in the baby class, but in class two!!! He seemed to be ok, so I soon left him. I went to sit with my dad, but it was hot inside the school building (where my dad was sitting, watching my nine-year-old brother) so I went outside to read my book and listen to music. I sat on a bench and opened my pack of crisps. At that exact moment, it started to rain.

 

Stuffing all of my crisps down my throat so they wouldn't get wet, I finished them, but the pages of my book were getting wet. So I went back inside. It IMMEDIATELY stopped raining. I went back outside promptly, and then realised I had only one chapter left to read in my book. I finished that in a minute or two, and then decided to go to the shop to buy something.

 

I walked down in a couple of minutes and was about to buy a drink and a bar of chocolate when I realised I had taken the wrong bottle of drink off the shelf. How I'd done that, I've absolutely no idea. Anyway, I paid for my chocolate and drink - promptly regretting it, having taken the wrong chocolate, but being too polite to hand my chocolate back and get a refund - and left the shop, walking back.

 

I sat back on the bench that i had been on, and the headmaster of the school came up to me, thanking me for getting A* in my exam two years ago (despite the fact it was the easiest exam that anyone would ever take, and not really having much to do with him, considering he was never my teacher). I smiled and nodded politely. Fortunately, he walked off.

 

I was sitting down in my bench again, eating my chocolate and drinking my drink, and reading my book (I brought two), when the headmaster, my dad, and another man walked past. They were going to get the textbooks from the car which they had been brought in. I was told to help too, so I hurriedly grabbed all my stuff, stuffed them down my pockets (even my half-melted chocolate, which was quite messy) and hurried to help them.

 

Then, I looked behind me (to make sure no-one was stealing my book, which I had left on the chair as it was too big for my pocket) and I saw my nine-year-old brother, mental in tears. He had seen that his dad had left the window of the classroom, and panicked. I pointed it out to my dad, and he turned around. I just continued to fetch the textbooks.

 

We fetched the textbooks (only three boxes as it turned out between five of us, so I wasn't needed in the end) from the car and brought them back to the classrooms. I then went over to my little brother and my dad, and offered him my chocolate. Not surprisingly, he said no, considering how melted it was and how it had picked up all of the stray tissue pieces that were in my pocket. I didn't care about that, and ate it.

 

We sat down on the bench where I had been sitting (there were like seven benches there, but we sat on the same one every time... superstition or what?) and the ever-cheerful headmaster came up. He acted as if a nine-year-old boy running out of class screaming for his daddy was the best thing that had happened all year (of course, this was the first day of term, so it was quite possible), and his smile didn't waver one bit. "You're a big boy" he said, "Go back into class with me." with that aggravating smile on his face.

 

Not surprisingly, my little brother refused, and my dad decided to wait for break and then he would go into class after. My brother was still in tears, after all.

 

Break time came within minutes (well, duh!) and I went to fetch my four-year-old brother from his class. He wasn't there. Nope. Not at all. I literally panicked. Has he been abducted by his gingerbread man he had in his lunch bag? Expelled for not having a good enough smile? Pushed in the cupboard because he was over three? Arrested for stealing the girl next to him's rubber? Stabbed by another four-year-old with his ruler?

 

Fortunately, this six-year-old who recognised me from coming into class with him said that he had been moved down into the other class, which relieved me somewhat. I went into the other class, and saw him, red-eyed with tears. NOT ANOTHER ONE! His teacher said he had been moved down because he was too young, even though he was good enough for the next class (and this school was based on ability, not age). She was not happy, and neither was I. And nor was my little brother.

 

When I asked him, "What's wrong?" he promptly burst into tears. Oh great. I spent the whole of the breaktime trying to calm one of my little brothers down (Chocolate worked this time, somehow), whilst my dad was calming down the other. At the same time, the headmistress wanted to talk to my dad about my four-year-old little brother. Of course, he was busy.

 

Me and my little brother (aged 4!) sat in a deserted area of the playground, me feeding him chocolate and fizzy drink. I don't think that our mum would have been happy, but I didn't give a damn at that moment in time. I was feeling stressed enough.

 

My little brother soon needed the toilet, so we went. Whilst I was there, I spilt my drink all over his shirt, causing him to cry again. Oh embleer damn. Then, whilst we were still in the toilet, the bell for the end of break went. Oh great. I had been hoping to catch up with my old friends from two years ago during break... so much for that.

 

It turned out that eventually, my four year old brother didn't need to go into class for the rest of the time, so I spent the whole of the second period playing with him. He didn't cry again, but my bench had been stolen by another guy!!! So annoying, but I managed to keep my brother entertained. I wanted to listen to the football(soccer for those of you who use horrendous grammar) scores, but just as I was doing that on my mobile, it's battery died on me which just about summed up my day.

 

I managed to say thank you to my gcse teacher some time during the day, though, which was sort of good, even if she didn't recognise me because I had grown a whole foot taller in the two years... anyway, by the end of day, I was shattered. So much for sitting on a bench listening to music reading my book all day. That dream was out of the window once my dad went to fetch the textbooks... imagine what would have happened had he not gone? But "what ifs" are just pointless to ask.

[chriswu 25]

I added another one. :-)

 

Skit, is the nine year old mundee or hogree?

[swordfish12 12]

skitee no ones gona read that...

[Tommy60 406]

Looong story, skitee, but I read it all. =P

 

 

^xD, swordfish

[chriswu 25]

If you want me to put it up on the first page, make a title.

[skitee 555]

If you want me to put it up on the first page' date=' make a title.[/quote']

 

Done.

 

Looong story, skitee, but I read it all. =P

 

 

^xD, swordfish

 

Lol, whaddya think?

 

I added another one. :-)

 

Skit, is the nine year old mundee or hogree?

 

"mundee". Although that was my original account, I gave up on it to switch to GO_IRELAND's referall, then I gave the account to him ;)

[skitee 555]

Your latest story, chris, is odd.... but not all that funny, to be honest :(

[chriswu 25]

Your story was funny but it was sooooooo loooooong that by the time I finished I forgot what was funny.

[Deathsfire 10]

I really like reading so It was no problem for me

[r_dragonpower0 0]

i didn't read toooo loooooooong :mrgreen: :mrgreen: :mrgreen: :mrgreen: :mrgreen:

[r_Xenonzx0 10]

i didn't read toooo loooooooong :mrgreen: :mrgreen: :mrgreen: :mrgreen: :mrgreen:

dont act like u dont read

[r_dragonpower0 0]

i didn't read toooo loooooooong :mrgreen: :mrgreen: :mrgreen: :mrgreen: :mrgreen:

dont act like u dont read

 

srsly i didn't read