HW24

Once upon a time, there was this kid who was cool.
And one day, he decided to skip school


^ Just kidding, heres my real story:

Bob was walking to school. Thoughts were rushing through his mind. He was planning out what he was going to do that day once they got to math class.

After some deep pondering, Bob made it to school, and then he waited out the day, waiting for math class.

At long last, it was time for math. Bob's mind was spinning with thoughts, mainly the consequences that would happen to him if his plan went wrong. He tried to not worry about it, and continued talking with some friends of his in class. He knew his plan would work.

The math teacher came in, and finally, it was time. Everyone went to their seats. Even Bob went to his seat too, something he would rarely do. He would usually just walk out of class, and come back whenever he wanted. His friends noticed he was actually listening to the teachers directions, and they smirked at him. Bob just rolled his eyes, and focused on his key objective.

Bob pulled out a small ball, the kind that's really bouncy. He aimed at the desk in front of him. Another kid sat there, a less accepted one. Bob thought to himself "what a loser, look at him doing his work"

Bob lunged the ball at his desk in a peculiar angle. It hit the spot Bob was aiming for. It bounced off the kids desk with a high amount of force. The ball also seemed as if it was flung from the kids hand. The ball soared through the air. Bob sat there, starting to get scared that his plan wasn't going to work. His classmates started staring. The pressure was building up on Bob

The ball soared through the air, and it kept gaining distance, and most importantly, height. The ball slammed into a light bulb above the teacher. The bulb shook a bit. Bob was now scared. "The buld wasn't supposed to shake", he thought, "its supposed to slam down on the teachers head!" he concluded.

The ball landed by the teachers foot, and he looked up. He demanded to know who threw the ball, and he was interupted by a loud shattering sound, and a thud before he could finish his question. He was down on the floor, with a somewhat deep cut in his skull, and glass shards all around him.

Bob thought to himself, "yes! I did it!"
When the teacher finally got up, he demanded to know who did that. Everyone pointed at the kid. Bob's friends pointed at him, since they enjoyed to watch him get in trouble. The neutral kids pointed at him too, since the ball appeared to have flown off his desk.

The confused kid was sent to the office immidiately, threatened by possible charges on him.

The teacher stepped out to make sure he wasn't going to run away, and while the class was left alone, Bob's friends high five'd him.

Bob however, wasn't all too proud of what he had done. He somewhat regretted what he did. But he wasn't going to take the blame for it, it would make him look weak and cowardly.

He potentially ruined a innocent persons life, just for his popularity. He didn't like the idea of it, but Bob always thought that it was either he was accepted, or hated.





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That's not my idea of cool, really. I don't really believe in cool anyway
However, I tried to point out the blurred line between being "cool" and accepted, and being a straight up ass hole, and feared.

Even though the main character seemed to have been accepted by everyone, they actually feared him, since he was willing to do almost anything in order to feel liked.