I opened my eyes and yawned. “What a great weather!” I whispered to myself. WAIT A MINUTE, where’s Ryan? He was supposed to wake me up. I tried to find a clock in the room, but the wall was full of his art and none of them can tell me what is the time now. So, I grabbed my phone and I was shocked. IT IS ALREADY NINE O’CLOCK, we are having biology class in five minutes! I jumped off the bed and ran to Ryan’s room. I knocked the door but nobody answered me. I opened the door and saw Ryan, still sleeping. He was snoring like a pig. I went to the bedside and shook him. Still, no response. “Wake up sunshine,” I whispered to his ear. This works with my brother, as he would chase me after that. Ryan is still not giving any reaction. And so, I slapped him.
“Ouch!” He shouted.
“Thanks for waking me up, Ryan!” I teased him.
“No problem. Can I get back to sleep now? I had a wonderful dream with Li…”
“We are late you imbecile! It’s already nine,” I stopped him.
“WHAT?” He was as shocked as I was. He looked at his alarm clock next to him. He threw his blanket off of him and walked to his closet. “What are you still waiting for? Put on your clothes!” He yelled at me. I ran to “my” room and grabbed my shirt and jeans. I put them on and combed my messy hair. “There’s no time for you to be a metrosexual now!” He shouted from downstairs (he knows me too well). That was fast, he usually takes 15 minutes on his already-bloody-cool hair. I grabbed my bag and went downstairs.
“Ryan...”
“Now what?! We have no time for breakfast already; we’ll take brunch in school,”
“Ryan…”
“What?” He raised his voice and stopped at the front door.
“Are you aware that… you are still in your boxers?” Now, that explained how he got ready that fast. He looked down and quickly ran upstairs. “Wait for me in the car, Steve!” “Don’t call me by middle name!” I replied him, I really hate my middle name. Stevie, Steve, Steven; they sounds like STOVE to me. I got out from his house and laughed by myself.
…
We reached the school 20 minutes after the class started. Ryan and I ran to the lab, we know we will get a detention class if we don’t have a solid reason for all this. When we got into the class, we got a shock from hell again. It was empty, only then Ryan hit my back and shouted, “Today is Wednesday! It is literature you, smart ass!” I was so innocent. I was not the one who lead the way just now. We hurriedly ran to the other building, to where Mrs. Darbus a.k.a Darbuspeare teaches us some of the dull poems written by the well-known William Shakespeare. On the way to the room, I kept thinking whether William is really a gay or not. I believe only girls can write such poem, the romantic one. Should I compare thee to the summer…- this is the main reason why I think he is definitely a gay.
When we had reached the classroom, everyone had already started reading one Shakespeare’s poems. That’s when Mrs. Darbus shouted at both of us, “Why are you both late? Your cat died or something?” Everyone in the class laughed at us. “No! They were busy making out in the lab!” Aaron added. Once again, everyone laughed.
AARON GARRICK GONZALEZ – another human in my burn book. He’s always proud of his macho name which meant SPEAR KING or something knightly. He’s the smartest in the class but yet the dumbest of all! Both of us cannot get along since the first day we were here. He’s the fire (the lame one) and I’m the ice (the cool one). We can’t barely communicate with each other because of his PROUD-OF-HIMSELF-ACCENT. He thinks he is better than I am, which he truly isn’t. He spent most of his time on flirting with girls, and dumping them. WHAT AN ASS!
“Shut it!” I replied him. Suddenly, my eyes caught something unpleasant. Geneva is sitting next to him, next to the LAME KING. I mouthed, “Watch out!” and he purposely put his filthy hand on the angel’s holy shoulder. “Put your dirty hands away from my lady!” I blurted out. “Guys, stop this war! I don’t want my classroom to be a battlefield between The Gonzalez and The Cruz!” Darbuspeare stood up and shouted at us. “Both of you stay here after the class!” She added. Ryan was so relieved because he could escape detention class. “And you, Mr. Tedder!” and there goes Ryan’s happiness.
…
The school bell rang and everyone was out in a split second. “I am not your lady!” Geneva looked at me and walked away. Damn it! Thanks to the Godzilla, now she officially hates me.
“What’s with both of you?”
“He started it first,” Aaron pushed the blame to me.
“He teased me! You were there, Mrs. Darbus!” I fought back.
“Aaron, it’s your fault!” Ryan added from the back.
“All of you, SHUT IT!” She once again yelled at my ears. I could feel my eardrum exploding in any second.
“Do you mind?” The words suddenly came out from my mouth.
She glared at me for a second.
“All of you are punished to clean up the school’s garden everyday till the end of this month!”
SCHOOL GARDEN? Is she kidding me? Does she know how many people litter in that place? There’s a lot, including my own litters.
…
It was already three o’clock. I was still picking up the litters. Ryan’s face turned red, as he can’t really be exposed to the sun. I felt so guilty, it was my entire fault. I shouldn’t have brought him in. Our plan to go to Berk’s now canceled due to my ego. I’m a selfish friend.
“Dude, I’m really..”
“Sorry? Nah, it wasn’t your fault,” he was being nice again. He smiled at me.
“That’s really nice of you, buddy. But can I make it up to you? Just name it bro!”
“Can you stay in my house again today?” I was about to ask him this.
“Why not?” I answered him.
“Stop calling… stop calling…” My phone rang.
“You changed your ringtone already?” Ryan asked me.
“Yeap. But it is still from GaGa!”
“She rocks like hell! Why don’t you pick it up?”
“Nah, it’s my bro. Let him die over there,”
“Are you both fighting or something?”
“No we are not. We’re cool,” I lied ‘cause I don’t like to talk about my misery to anybody.
“Okay then,”
“Ryan, are you okay? You seem to be so sick.” I wondered. His face now isn’t red. It’s like tomato already.
“I’m fine... Thanks for asking…” He looked at me.
Five seconds after that, he collapsed to the ground. He fainted. I started panicking; I have no idea what to do! “What’s wrong?” Aaron ran to us and asked me. “What do you think, smart Godzilla?” I answered him. It was so stupid of him to ask me that. “I’m trying to be nice here!” He replied me. I ignored him ‘cause Ryan was still lying on the ground. I lifted him up, even though he’s quite heavy, and ran to his car. I took out his car key and drove to the nearest medical center, which was 10 minutes away from school. I texted Dylan, Izzy and Roxanne; only these three names I can come out with right now. This is just like another drama that I love to watch, my favourtie one, 90210.
