“Life with Wolves” Chapter 2: School Troubles 1/2
Mack’s (me) P.O.V
10 dakika later…
After licensing to two zaidi songs (not going to say what they are cause I can’t think of any) I arrived at the school, when I got off my bike to lock it to the bike rack I saw my 5 Best Marafiki Mike, James, Keith, John, and Nick standing kwa the door to the school passing a ball to each other.
Now guest I’m going have to tell wewe guys what their like well I’ll go one kwa one I guest. (So no one asks yes we like to wear black, white and grey) oh and we all know how to the play piano.
Mike is the brown haired kid that wears gray jeans, dark work boots, black t-shirt and a gray parka koti, jacket and he’s the drummer, ngoma of our band, he has a life time goal to play for royalty like the Queen of England but everyone knows that’s not going to happen even he knows, he’s very good kid but can be bad at times, and is very bila mpangilio at times.
James is another brown haired kid who wears black jeans, white running shoes, black T-shirt, and a black and white striped hoodie and he’s one of the bass, besi players, he’s the tech guy of the group and is well mannered and good listener to people, he’s one of thus people that can get wewe to tell him anything, but he’s also a cello player like me and Keith.
Keith is the native kid in the group (not trying to be raciest) he’s has black hair and wears black track pants, black high tops shoes, black t-shirt, and gray hoodie, he’s the other bass, besi player, he is the nicest out of all of us he’s the guy wewe call when you’re in jail, but he can be bad sometimes but usually he’s a good boy, he is also a cello player.
John has blond with a hint of black stripes (he thinks it’s cool) and wears grey jeans, white sports shoes with red lines on the sides of them, black t-shirt, and a white parka koti, jacket and he’s the third guitarist, and he is one of those people who are so in to themselves and john is the biggest one I know, don’t get me wrong he’s a good dude when he’s not saying how good he is.
And then there is Nick the sekunde lead guitarist and my best-friend, he has blond-brown hair and wears dark blue jeans, high-tops ones black and the other is white (don’t ask why) black wife-beater with some tears in it, and a black hoodie, Nick is very funny, pretty strong, and a good friend, me and him have been Marafiki since we were 7 years old, then 7 years later were basically brothers (well all them are, just nick I’ve known longer)
And then theirs me (ya I know I should of told wewe about me in the first chapter sorry) I have dirty blond hair and I wear black jeans, black and white sport shoes, white sleeve kwa muda mrefu, kola muda mrefu shati under a black T-shirt, black vest, and a Black “P” kanzu, koti and I’m the lead singer and lead guitarist, I’m nice, bad, funny, bit shy, strong, and not scared of anything (literally)
The band name that I and the guys came up with is called the “The Alphas and Omegas” (ya forgot, there’s no such thing as “Alpha and Omega” the movie in this story, and no our band in real life isn’t called the alphas and omegas) and basically we just play at parties, special events, and when a band (example: KISS) can’t onyesha then the Mayer of the town calls us up to save their asses, we make quite a bundle of money for doing so, ok so wewe know enough about me and my Marafiki and life so back to the story.
So anyway, when I was done locking my bike I stated to walk up to my friends.
“Yo, Mack catch!” yelled Keith
When I heard that I looked at a baseball coming straight to me so I reacted out and caught it.
“Wow dude….please stop doing that man” I alisema while I throw the ball back to Keith and walk up to them.
“Sure man, whatev” alisema Keith with a smile, then Nick came up to me and gave me a bro hug (when wewe slap your hands together and then grab and pull each other in for a hug).
“What’s up bro?” alisema Nick getting out of the bro hug.
"Nothing, just tired but very existed for it being the last school” I alisema in a happy towen.
“And” All 5 of them alisema with one eye brow raised on each of their faces.
“And because of the jig tonight” I said, and then all of them started to cheer and giving me the wewe don't say face.
“You guys are assholes” I alisema laughing a bit.
“Oh…guys wewe hear that were assholes and wewe guys know what we do to best Marafiki who call us assholes……” Mick said.
“Wait….. Oh no don’t even think about it” I alisema loudly but they didn’t listen.
“Band pile on!!!” they screamed and jumped on me in a dog pile. , then we just started to laugh.
Then after 3 sekunde of them on me and then we all stood up, and went back to the steps of the school to sit, then it was silent for 3 sekunde then john spoke up.
“So can I continue my story now” john said, then we all sighed.
“Oh my god we don’t wonna talk about how wewe got a bunch of girls to make out with wewe it’s getting old” alisema James angrily.
“What wewe guys upendo this story” alisema john.
“No we liked it when it happened in grade 6, but it’s getting old” I said.
“YA” alisema everyone except John and me.
“You guys suck” alisema john putting his hand on his chin to slouch, then we just sat there for a few sekunde of complete silence.
“Oh Mack I almost forgot the principal wont us to perform for the assemble today” Nick alisema breaking the silence.
“Really… Why?” I said
“I don’t know, probably because the other entertainment quit au something” alisema Nick.
“Probably, when is it?” I said.
“At lunch” alisema Keith.
“Oh… well then we sure have a bit of time on our hands” I said
“Ya” all 5 of them said, we sat there for 1 zaidi minuet tell Mike stood up.
“Well I don’t know about wewe guys but I’m going to hang out with Mrs. Lipton tell lunch” alisema Mike, then me and the other 4 shrugged and got up to head for the muziki room, when we went throw the front doors of the school we stopped for a few sekunde to look at all the kids having fun, talking, and a few making out, after about 4 sekunde of standing we started to walk to are destination, while we were walking kids passed us and gave us high-fives and fist-pounds cause were awesome, then when we were went left down a corridor then we bumped into the prep-greasers and their leader Johnny Derplin (yes his last names Derplin). Now little knowledge on Johnny and his gang, first Johnny is a prep and a greasers and gang is a combination of both.
See in my school theirs the Prep-Greasers, the cowboys, the jocks, and the pack (our gang) and all of them are rivals, the cowboys are hated kwa the pack and jocks, the jocks are hated kwa cowboys and the pack, the pack is hated kwa all the gangs, but the prep-greasers are only enemies are us, ok that’s enough of that back to the story, so we bumped in with Johnny and his gang and when we did they came towards us and then we were lined up with them.
“Well, well, we’ll look at what the cat dragged in” alisema Johnny (ya he speaks like he’s from the 60’s)
“Johnny we really don’t wonna start a fight we just wonna get throw the siku without a fight” I alisema with a bit of anger.
“Hmmm….well guest we could go easy on you….at first” alisema Johnny laughing a bit, and after he alisema that all his gang members started to crack there knuckles.
"come on dude, give us break" alisema James, but they didient listen.
“Well guys guest were broiling” alisema Mike.
“Guest so” I alisema
Then right when we were about to fight Mrs. Lipton came to the rescue.
“You boys leave NOW!” she said.
“Fine, we were going to win anyway” alisema Johnny, then him and his gang left and right when they turned the corner we looked back to Mrs. Lipton.
“Thanks” we all said
“Come on let’s get back to my class” alisema Mrs. Lipton, then we followed her to the muziki room, and when we went in we saw a group of kindergarten’s in there.
“I’m glad wewe came wewe 6 came I sort of need you” she said
“I’m gusting it has something to do with the kindergartens, right” alisema James with an eye brow rose.
“Yes and what I need wewe to do is….” alisema Mrs. Lipton but got cut off kwa Nick
“To perform for them to onyesha how cool muziki is” alisema Nick leaning against the pillar.
“Ya because….” alisema Mrs. Lipton getting cut off aging kwa Mack.
“Because were your best papules” I alisema with a smirk, she just stared at us for a few sekunde tell we all laughed for 3 zaidi seconds.
“So… will you” she said.
“Sure” all 6 of us said, then we moved to the 3 inch high stage (it’s the muziki room stage not the one in the gym) and set up, their stuff were already here cause they leave them here every siku (they think it’s safer that way) and when we were done Mrs. Lipton stated to speak.
“Ok children, now like I promised, we are going to listing to some muziki played kwa these 6 young musicians, they have been going to this class for 4 years (My school is a Elementary/High school) and have excelled in this class and have learned to play very well, they are my finest papules and good friends…. Mack, Nick, Keith, John, James, and Mike the “Alphas and Omegas”.
“Yaaaaaaa……” alisema the group of kids, and after that we started to play.
“Detroit Rock City” kwa KISS
I feel uptight on a Saturday night
Nine o' clock, the radio's the only light
I hear my song and it pulls me through
Comes on strong, tells me what I got to do
I got to
Get up
Everybody's gonna songesha their feet
Get down
Everybody's gonna leave their seat
wewe gotta lose your mind in Detroit Rock City
Get up
Everybody's gonna songesha their feet
Get down
Everybody's gonna leave their seat
Getting late
I just can't wait
Ten o'clock and I know I gotta hit the road
First I drink, then I smoke
Start up the car, and I try to make the midnight show
Get up
Everybody's gonna songesha their feet
Get down
Everybody's gonna leave their seat
Movin' fast, doin' 95
Hit juu speed but I'm still movin' much too slow
I feel so good, I'm so alive
I hear my song playin' on the radio
It goes
Get up
Everybody's gonna songesha their feet
Get down
Everybody's gonna leave their seat
Twelve o'clock, I gotta rock
There's a truck ahead, lights starin' at my eyes
Oh my God, no time to turn
I got to laugh 'cause I know I'm gonna die
Why
Get up
Everybody's gonna songesha their feet
Get up
Everybody's gonna leave their seat
Johnny’s P.O.V
I and my gang were walking down the hall to the office cause of those fags, but I wasn’t going to let that get me down.
“This is bullshit” alisema 1 of the gang members in anger. “How come we get in shit for doing nothing?”
“Well what do wewe expect? That damn muziki teacher looks out for them like a guardian” I said. He just surged and we carried on.
After 2 zaidi dakika of walking we got to the front doors of the school, we were about leave when I got a great idea.
“Guys wait!” they stopped and looked at me, “I got an idea on how to get back at those fuckers.” And when I alisema that they came to me and we huddled.
“What’s the plane?” they said, “I say we fuck with their grades” I said, they all nodded, then we went to the office and checked if there was anyone there, luckily there wasn’t so me and two gang members went in the principles room while the others were standing guard.
When we entered there was a big stack of boxes, we looked for the 4 boxes that had the letters M, N, K, J (Mack, Mike, Nick, Keith, James, John) it toke 2 dakika to look throw them but we finally found those fuckers files and when we did we destroyed them, then we went to the principles computer to look for their ripoti cards I toke 2 zaidi dakika but found them, “ok, so make them have marks of 35 au less in every class but muziki (cause they would know something went wrong)” so we did and when we were done we printed them out, put them were the original were, put the boxes back and left.
“That will teach those fuckers” I alisema while leaving the school to go outside.
DAMN!!! Looks like Mack and the pack are going to be held back, but what will happen when they find this out. toon in inayofuata week to see what happens.
Mack’s (me) P.O.V
10 dakika later…
After licensing to two zaidi songs (not going to say what they are cause I can’t think of any) I arrived at the school, when I got off my bike to lock it to the bike rack I saw my 5 Best Marafiki Mike, James, Keith, John, and Nick standing kwa the door to the school passing a ball to each other.
Now guest I’m going have to tell wewe guys what their like well I’ll go one kwa one I guest. (So no one asks yes we like to wear black, white and grey) oh and we all know how to the play piano.
Mike is the brown haired kid that wears gray jeans, dark work boots, black t-shirt and a gray parka koti, jacket and he’s the drummer, ngoma of our band, he has a life time goal to play for royalty like the Queen of England but everyone knows that’s not going to happen even he knows, he’s very good kid but can be bad at times, and is very bila mpangilio at times.
James is another brown haired kid who wears black jeans, white running shoes, black T-shirt, and a black and white striped hoodie and he’s one of the bass, besi players, he’s the tech guy of the group and is well mannered and good listener to people, he’s one of thus people that can get wewe to tell him anything, but he’s also a cello player like me and Keith.
Keith is the native kid in the group (not trying to be raciest) he’s has black hair and wears black track pants, black high tops shoes, black t-shirt, and gray hoodie, he’s the other bass, besi player, he is the nicest out of all of us he’s the guy wewe call when you’re in jail, but he can be bad sometimes but usually he’s a good boy, he is also a cello player.
John has blond with a hint of black stripes (he thinks it’s cool) and wears grey jeans, white sports shoes with red lines on the sides of them, black t-shirt, and a white parka koti, jacket and he’s the third guitarist, and he is one of those people who are so in to themselves and john is the biggest one I know, don’t get me wrong he’s a good dude when he’s not saying how good he is.
And then there is Nick the sekunde lead guitarist and my best-friend, he has blond-brown hair and wears dark blue jeans, high-tops ones black and the other is white (don’t ask why) black wife-beater with some tears in it, and a black hoodie, Nick is very funny, pretty strong, and a good friend, me and him have been Marafiki since we were 7 years old, then 7 years later were basically brothers (well all them are, just nick I’ve known longer)
And then theirs me (ya I know I should of told wewe about me in the first chapter sorry) I have dirty blond hair and I wear black jeans, black and white sport shoes, white sleeve kwa muda mrefu, kola muda mrefu shati under a black T-shirt, black vest, and a Black “P” kanzu, koti and I’m the lead singer and lead guitarist, I’m nice, bad, funny, bit shy, strong, and not scared of anything (literally)
The band name that I and the guys came up with is called the “The Alphas and Omegas” (ya forgot, there’s no such thing as “Alpha and Omega” the movie in this story, and no our band in real life isn’t called the alphas and omegas) and basically we just play at parties, special events, and when a band (example: KISS) can’t onyesha then the Mayer of the town calls us up to save their asses, we make quite a bundle of money for doing so, ok so wewe know enough about me and my Marafiki and life so back to the story.
So anyway, when I was done locking my bike I stated to walk up to my friends.
“Yo, Mack catch!” yelled Keith
When I heard that I looked at a baseball coming straight to me so I reacted out and caught it.
“Wow dude….please stop doing that man” I alisema while I throw the ball back to Keith and walk up to them.
“Sure man, whatev” alisema Keith with a smile, then Nick came up to me and gave me a bro hug (when wewe slap your hands together and then grab and pull each other in for a hug).
“What’s up bro?” alisema Nick getting out of the bro hug.
"Nothing, just tired but very existed for it being the last school” I alisema in a happy towen.
“And” All 5 of them alisema with one eye brow raised on each of their faces.
“And because of the jig tonight” I said, and then all of them started to cheer and giving me the wewe don't say face.
“You guys are assholes” I alisema laughing a bit.
“Oh…guys wewe hear that were assholes and wewe guys know what we do to best Marafiki who call us assholes……” Mick said.
“Wait….. Oh no don’t even think about it” I alisema loudly but they didn’t listen.
“Band pile on!!!” they screamed and jumped on me in a dog pile. , then we just started to laugh.
Then after 3 sekunde of them on me and then we all stood up, and went back to the steps of the school to sit, then it was silent for 3 sekunde then john spoke up.
“So can I continue my story now” john said, then we all sighed.
“Oh my god we don’t wonna talk about how wewe got a bunch of girls to make out with wewe it’s getting old” alisema James angrily.
“What wewe guys upendo this story” alisema john.
“No we liked it when it happened in grade 6, but it’s getting old” I said.
“YA” alisema everyone except John and me.
“You guys suck” alisema john putting his hand on his chin to slouch, then we just sat there for a few sekunde of complete silence.
“Oh Mack I almost forgot the principal wont us to perform for the assemble today” Nick alisema breaking the silence.
“Really… Why?” I said
“I don’t know, probably because the other entertainment quit au something” alisema Nick.
“Probably, when is it?” I said.
“At lunch” alisema Keith.
“Oh… well then we sure have a bit of time on our hands” I said
“Ya” all 5 of them said, we sat there for 1 zaidi minuet tell Mike stood up.
“Well I don’t know about wewe guys but I’m going to hang out with Mrs. Lipton tell lunch” alisema Mike, then me and the other 4 shrugged and got up to head for the muziki room, when we went throw the front doors of the school we stopped for a few sekunde to look at all the kids having fun, talking, and a few making out, after about 4 sekunde of standing we started to walk to are destination, while we were walking kids passed us and gave us high-fives and fist-pounds cause were awesome, then when we were went left down a corridor then we bumped into the prep-greasers and their leader Johnny Derplin (yes his last names Derplin). Now little knowledge on Johnny and his gang, first Johnny is a prep and a greasers and gang is a combination of both.
See in my school theirs the Prep-Greasers, the cowboys, the jocks, and the pack (our gang) and all of them are rivals, the cowboys are hated kwa the pack and jocks, the jocks are hated kwa cowboys and the pack, the pack is hated kwa all the gangs, but the prep-greasers are only enemies are us, ok that’s enough of that back to the story, so we bumped in with Johnny and his gang and when we did they came towards us and then we were lined up with them.
“Well, well, we’ll look at what the cat dragged in” alisema Johnny (ya he speaks like he’s from the 60’s)
“Johnny we really don’t wonna start a fight we just wonna get throw the siku without a fight” I alisema with a bit of anger.
“Hmmm….well guest we could go easy on you….at first” alisema Johnny laughing a bit, and after he alisema that all his gang members started to crack there knuckles.
"come on dude, give us break" alisema James, but they didient listen.
“Well guys guest were broiling” alisema Mike.
“Guest so” I alisema
Then right when we were about to fight Mrs. Lipton came to the rescue.
“You boys leave NOW!” she said.
“Fine, we were going to win anyway” alisema Johnny, then him and his gang left and right when they turned the corner we looked back to Mrs. Lipton.
“Thanks” we all said
“Come on let’s get back to my class” alisema Mrs. Lipton, then we followed her to the muziki room, and when we went in we saw a group of kindergarten’s in there.
“I’m glad wewe came wewe 6 came I sort of need you” she said
“I’m gusting it has something to do with the kindergartens, right” alisema James with an eye brow rose.
“Yes and what I need wewe to do is….” alisema Mrs. Lipton but got cut off kwa Nick
“To perform for them to onyesha how cool muziki is” alisema Nick leaning against the pillar.
“Ya because….” alisema Mrs. Lipton getting cut off aging kwa Mack.
“Because were your best papules” I alisema with a smirk, she just stared at us for a few sekunde tell we all laughed for 3 zaidi seconds.
“So… will you” she said.
“Sure” all 6 of us said, then we moved to the 3 inch high stage (it’s the muziki room stage not the one in the gym) and set up, their stuff were already here cause they leave them here every siku (they think it’s safer that way) and when we were done Mrs. Lipton stated to speak.
“Ok children, now like I promised, we are going to listing to some muziki played kwa these 6 young musicians, they have been going to this class for 4 years (My school is a Elementary/High school) and have excelled in this class and have learned to play very well, they are my finest papules and good friends…. Mack, Nick, Keith, John, James, and Mike the “Alphas and Omegas”.
“Yaaaaaaa……” alisema the group of kids, and after that we started to play.
“Detroit Rock City” kwa KISS
I feel uptight on a Saturday night
Nine o' clock, the radio's the only light
I hear my song and it pulls me through
Comes on strong, tells me what I got to do
I got to
Get up
Everybody's gonna songesha their feet
Get down
Everybody's gonna leave their seat
wewe gotta lose your mind in Detroit Rock City
Get up
Everybody's gonna songesha their feet
Get down
Everybody's gonna leave their seat
Getting late
I just can't wait
Ten o'clock and I know I gotta hit the road
First I drink, then I smoke
Start up the car, and I try to make the midnight show
Get up
Everybody's gonna songesha their feet
Get down
Everybody's gonna leave their seat
Movin' fast, doin' 95
Hit juu speed but I'm still movin' much too slow
I feel so good, I'm so alive
I hear my song playin' on the radio
It goes
Get up
Everybody's gonna songesha their feet
Get down
Everybody's gonna leave their seat
Twelve o'clock, I gotta rock
There's a truck ahead, lights starin' at my eyes
Oh my God, no time to turn
I got to laugh 'cause I know I'm gonna die
Why
Get up
Everybody's gonna songesha their feet
Get up
Everybody's gonna leave their seat
Johnny’s P.O.V
I and my gang were walking down the hall to the office cause of those fags, but I wasn’t going to let that get me down.
“This is bullshit” alisema 1 of the gang members in anger. “How come we get in shit for doing nothing?”
“Well what do wewe expect? That damn muziki teacher looks out for them like a guardian” I said. He just surged and we carried on.
After 2 zaidi dakika of walking we got to the front doors of the school, we were about leave when I got a great idea.
“Guys wait!” they stopped and looked at me, “I got an idea on how to get back at those fuckers.” And when I alisema that they came to me and we huddled.
“What’s the plane?” they said, “I say we fuck with their grades” I said, they all nodded, then we went to the office and checked if there was anyone there, luckily there wasn’t so me and two gang members went in the principles room while the others were standing guard.
When we entered there was a big stack of boxes, we looked for the 4 boxes that had the letters M, N, K, J (Mack, Mike, Nick, Keith, James, John) it toke 2 dakika to look throw them but we finally found those fuckers files and when we did we destroyed them, then we went to the principles computer to look for their ripoti cards I toke 2 zaidi dakika but found them, “ok, so make them have marks of 35 au less in every class but muziki (cause they would know something went wrong)” so we did and when we were done we printed them out, put them were the original were, put the boxes back and left.
“That will teach those fuckers” I alisema while leaving the school to go outside.
DAMN!!! Looks like Mack and the pack are going to be held back, but what will happen when they find this out. toon in inayofuata week to see what happens.
Connor
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