Welcome To My World, Stranger
I am Christopher
New schools are tough; but then again, so are old schools.
I blow my fringe out of my eyes and reposition myself on the toilet seat.
Yes you heard right; toilet seat.
I think I know what you’re thinking. You probably think that I’m… well, let’s just say, going to the loo. But I’m not.
I’m actually just standing on the toilet seat; and believe me, this is one of the worst situations I’ve been in so far.
Unfortunately, the lid to the loo has been bashed apart by God knows what, so I now risk two things:
1. Falling in to the bowl and getting stuck, or
2. Being found by Arden and getting my head bashed in, or
3. Falling in to the loo, then being found by Arden, which would result to utter humiliation, numerous head-dunking sessions, or Arden finding his miniscule turd of a brain and pressing the flush button.
I know, that was 3 points, but that doesn't really matter. What really matters now, is information.
No, please don’t groan at me like that, it’s good information; and, well, bad information, too.
I blow my fringe out of my eyes and reposition myself on the toilet seat.
Yes you heard right; toilet seat.
I think I know what you’re thinking. You probably think that I’m… well, let’s just say, going to the loo. But I’m not.
I’m actually just standing on the toilet seat; and believe me, this is one of the worst situations I’ve been in so far.
Unfortunately, the lid to the loo has been bashed apart by God knows what, so I now risk two things:
1. Falling in to the bowl and getting stuck, or
2. Being found by Arden and getting my head bashed in, or
3. Falling in to the loo, then being found by Arden, which would result to utter humiliation, numerous head-dunking sessions, or Arden finding his miniscule turd of a brain and pressing the flush button.
I know, that was 3 points, but that doesn't really matter. What really matters now, is information.
No, please don’t groan at me like that, it’s good information; and, well, bad information, too.