Once upon a time in a universe far, far, away… there was a boy.
This boy wasn’t like any of the other boys his age. in fact, his parents could hardly believe it themselves when I told them of his adventures going through all the grades of the same private school after he died in his second year of ledge.
The strange thing was that I wasn’t his friend in preschool when all of this started.
It all started around twenty-five years ago, on a day very much like the one youre experiencing today. My friends name was Volbro, a kid like everyone else back in prechool, stupid, gullible, and would believe every single thing he was told. Although back then, I was only ten years older than him, and in the fourth grade. I was a bully with the likes you’d never seen before at Ju Sto Net private school.
I gave them wedgies, swirlies, and extorted lunch money from nearly everyone in any grade. Had to pay the tuition some how. Anyways, I’m getting off track here. Volbro, who had a shock of black hair, kinda sian looking with a hint of blatish in him, was the most gullible of them all.
Well, how did this all start you say? How did a little nothing like Volbro become king of the place in a matter of months from preschool to the day he died?
With my help naturally.
It all started in the middle of their naptime, which was kinda chaotic since the little tykes were always crying and twitching all over the place for the first twenty minutes. But Volbro? Slept like the dead, literally, nothing could wake him. Nothing could disturb his peace, absolutely nothing.
I already had four months of detention for my various acts of... ahem, "helping", so I had no qualms about tipping this little guys cot. Unfortunately, Volbros cot happened to be the one the supported the other five. Because at this school, they had hover EVERYTHING! Even the cots, but one had to have those pain in the butt legs. God I hated those things.
So what I did was, I gave Volbros cot a hard shove, and the thing went skidding across the room. I gotta tell you about the rooms, because each room, no matter what subject, was designed entirely different, and almost was a small planet in its own right. Literally, I was once privy to nearly one-way permanent detention when I saw it.
Ju Sto Net, was no school. it was a series of large smoothed and rounded out mile wide boulders which had been magneticly charged to orbit the principles office, since there were seven classes in all, ill get to those soon enough, orbiting the woman’s office like a unstable hydrogen atom, I had to stay.
Back to Volbro, as his cot slid out from all the others, the whole thing came tumbling down, well almost. I may have been a bully, but I had enough common sense knocked into me by my dad to know the difference between the living and the dead. So I rushed underneath the whole thing and held it up as long as I could.
Now you have to imagine the sight. a ten year old fourth grader holding up a tower of hovering cots, and was slowly losing ground while the teacher was rushing as fast as he could to help out. from a mile away.
It just gets better and better don’t it?