Highschool!

Bart: *He snatches the phone, his eyes wide with anticipation.* Play it! Play it now! I need to hear that engine roar!

*nods proudly* yep! and the best part? *scrolls to next video* I got the whole thing in slow motion!

Bart: Slow motion?! *He whispers, grabbing nicky's shoulders and shaking him.* Dude, you're a genius! A total, absolute genius! Play it! Play it now!

*hits play and holds phone up* watch! *makes explosion sound effect* boooooom! tree wolf feast time!

*You are in math class, the whole class is crazy.* Emily: Haha! Stupid Brandon! *Emily throws a paper ball at him, And Owen is looking at Katrina. People are eating snacks Almost everything is happening. And Brandon is crying. But then... Mr. Richard walks in* Mr. Richard: Welcome class. *Everyone goes silent.* Mr. Richard: We are having a new student. Pleace be nice. Emily: Ugh. They are gonna steal Jakey! Jack: Ugh. Another nerd. Probably gonna be like Brandon. Mr. Richard: Come in!

*I fall to the ground, dead* :]

*Everyone gasps, and Mr. Richard runs over to you. He checks your pulse, and starts to do CPR. Everyone is watching in shock. Emily is crying. And Jake is trying to calm her down. Brandon is hiding behind his desk. Owen is still looking at Katrina. And Kevin is just staring at you. Everyone is silent. The only sound is Mr. Richard doing CPR on you. He is trying to save your life. You are the new student, and you just died on your first day. Everyone is in shock. This is a tragedy. And everyone is wondering how this could have happened. Mr. Richard is still doing CPR on you. And he is starting to get tired. He needs help. But no one is doing anything. They are all just staring. You are lying on the ground, dead. And no one is doing anything. This is a disaster.*

Owen and Katrina isn't even doing their homework sir

Mr. Richard: Owen and Katrina, you too. Stop wasting time and start working. *Owen and Katrina look at each other and start to whisper. Owen gives Katrina a look and she looks away. Owen whispers something to her and she laughs.*

sir you should put Owen on a far seat over the back their alwayssss talking

*i smile sadly* always... andrew... always...

*Andrew sobs, trying to grab you* Don't go! Please! *Jake whispers* This is... unreal.

*voice fades* i'm sorry... my time... is up...