User blog:Cdc1998/A New Face at Bullworth: Part 5


 * Note: To those who've read the other parts of these chapters, this is going to switch things up. Ye be warned (I don't know why I phrased it that way, I'm just bored).

It's now February, and it's still bitter cold outside. Sometimes I wish I lived on the West Coast so I didn't have to deal with the cold. On an upside though, it has finally stopped snowing, and, surprisingly, the academy is clear of snow. Before there were piles of snow everywhere, but now it's spotless. I guess they got the detention kids to clean it.

Since it's February, that means I only have four more months at this place! Honestly, I think I may miss this place a little after I graduate. I met a lot of great people, and slightly came out of my shell. Without this place, I would still be the shy person I was when I started here. Well, I still am, but not as bad as before.

However, there's also some things I won't miss. First off, the food. I honestly don't know how some of the kids can eat that crap! It's like they have stomach made of iron. I'd soon rather eat fast food every day instead of having to stomach Edna's meatloaf again.

I also won't miss all of the clique rivalries. It's very childish. I mean, Jocks viciously attacking nerds, Preps vs. Greasers... Everyone vs. Nerds (hopefully a Revenge of the Nerds style revolt won't happen, or we'd all be screwed). It's very petty. Why fight for four years just to keep your "cool" standing with everyone else?

Even though I'm a member of the Preps, I'm honestly not going to miss them. I only get along with a certain few of them. The others just want to discuss their fortunes & look down on those poorer than them. I hate it when others say, "Edgar, you're a Prep, why aren't you stuck up?" or "Ruggiero, why do you never fight the people who piss you off?" I'm not a stuck up or violent person. I just want to keep to myself and I don't act all high and mighty just because I'm rich.

Sometimes, I wonder why am I still even a member of the Preps? I don't get along with most of them. Besides, it's not like I'm going to see any of the other Preps after high school. The only one I'll probably hear of is Derby. He'll probably end up in Congress or something.

Sorry, I should stop complaining. On a brighter note, Charlie got the "OK" for making the short films with the writer's club, photography club, and tech club. The members of the writer's club split up into teams to make the scripts for their short films. It took them about three weeks to get the final versions of it, but I think it will turn out well. At least I hope so. Charlie is still going with the idea Jimmy gave him, and as of right now he's with members of the other clubs and is about to film one of the scenes.

Michael, Jimmy, Bradi and I are right in front of the pathway between the Boys' Dorm and Girls' Dorm(and the main building) with the others. Charlie is talking with some of the other students about his script.

"So, what's the plot of this?" Lefty asks Charlie.

"It's set during Halloween, hence the outfits some of the other students are going to be wearing when we start filming the opening scenes later tonight. There's a student who's a serial killer who murders some of the students, and it's up to a small group of other students to figure out who the killer is. It may seem very cliché, but I'm going to give my own flare and style to it to make it unique and good," Charlie explains.

"That sounds stupid. Besides, wouldn't it have been better to film this during Halloween?" Algernon remarks.

"Shut the hell up Algie! You're not even in my group! And I didn't have the idea for this during Halloween. And like your idea is any better? 'The hero is going to be Prince Algie who saves the damsel in distress, Mandy, from the 'terrible' clutches of Fatty' That sounds stupid as hell!" Charlie snaps back at Algernon.

Jesus, that was a dick move.

"So, Charlie, what do you want me to do later?" Casey asks Charlie.

"Get the Baseball Furies outfit, that's going to be your character's outfit," Charlie says.

"Ooh, that sounds so good," Algernon sarcastically remarks.

"You know, Casey, how about you do me a favor and bash a bat over his head?" Charlie asks Casey.

Boy, Algernon seems to really annoy him. I wonder why.

"Got any more smartass remarks?" Charlie asks Algernon.

"Is there anything talented you can do?" Algernon fires back.

"Hola, me llamo Carlos. Me gusta escribir. ¿Hay preguntas?"

"What was that?"

"It's Spanish for, 'Hello, my name is Charles. I like to write. Any questions?' You asked for talented, so I spoke another language. Now, GO AWAY!" Charlie explains, and then screams at Algernon, who walks away.

"That was a dick move, Charlie," Jimmy says.

"Shut up, Queen. I am really not in the mood to hear any remarks from you. I'm already stressed with trying to set up the stuff for my group's short film, the last thing I need is to get judged by my friends," Charlie snaps at Jimmy.

"Charlie!" Bradi exclaims.

"What? Oh, is somebody pissed about me yelling at their boyfriend? Look, I don't have time for this I have to get back to getting stuff set up for filming tonight. I'll see you all later," Charlie says, and walks away.

He hasn't acted this way in a while. Sure, Charlie can be a dick at time, but not as bad as this. The last time he was like this, he broke down. I'm really hoping that doesn't happen again.

"I don't see why he's getting so worked up over this. It's just a side activity, it's not like it's a required class or something," I say.

"Charlie cares a lot about his writing, and he always wants it to be enjoyable to people. I think he wants to make sure this short film doesn't turn out to be a total bomb," Michael explains.

"Well that's still not a reason to act that way," Bradi says.

"You know how Charlie can get sometimes. Besides, if he didn't have an asshole side I would honestly worry about him," Michael states.

(unfinished)