Grand Testing Tale -- page 4254

C'MON

C'mon guys. Be serious. Now I'm going to start a story and you add to it.

I thought about my childhood. About when there was nothing to care about. When I and my girlfriends could dress up and wear mommy's make up. "RING!" The bell. Back to reality. Those days were over. I was 13 and in 8th grade. I barely made it to algebra class. As I sat down, Mr. Finshaw anounced "pop quiz!" with a smile. Aw man. I was horrible at algebra. I heard Caddy whisper to me "lets ditch this class." I thought about it...