User blog:MichaelDiaz101/Michael's Final Year at Bullworth: Chapter 1

The alarm clock shook Michael from his dreams, he turned to his roommate Charles Caldwell, who still was entranced in a deep sleep.

"If I can't sleep nobody can." Announced Michael as he stood over Charles and burped right in his face, startling him from his dreams as well, with a grim face.

"Thanks douchebag!" Charles exclaimed, as he sat up and rubbed his eyes clear. Still, it appeared Charles was crippled by exhaustion. "Don't mention it, baby. It's the first day of our last year, might as well make it a good one!" And with that Michael descended to the showers to get himself ready for the day.

Upon concluding his shower he went about shaving, and combing back his firm, light brown hair. As he traversed from the bathroom he was thereby ambushed by Charles, who was acting to seek 'vengence' for Michael's antics earlier. They were merely joking, of course.

"Get off me, you cock." Michael joked, as he picked up the much slimmer Charles Caldwell and playfully ragdolled him to the carpet. But Charles had Michael's neck and began to squeeze. Michael tapped out and both fell to the floor, with fits of laughter between them both. Those who travelled down the hall just looked on, with an animated expression.

They both returned to their rooms and began to get ready as they had their uniforms on. "Are you ready for the final year at this.. Insane Asylum?" Michael asked, as he adjusted his student vest.

"Oh, yes." Charles muttered. "I'm soooo excited." Charles said, sarcastically.

"Hey, sarcasm is not the way, we have to be firm, and serious!" Michael replied with such sarcasm as well.

"You're one to talk, butthole." Charles said. They both walked to the school, on the way at the meeting point between the Boys' and the Girls' Dorm they met up with Bradi.

"Good day!" She greeted them both. Michael gave her a passionate hug, it felt ages since he last saw her, though it be only three months this moment was tender for him, as it was for Charles, who was usually at odds with him in the past. They appeared to have settled their differences.

"You guys ready to be out of here?" She asked, as if it were rhetorical.

"DUH!" They both replied in unison. They made their way to the main building. The Gargoyles seemed to creepily watch over everything, with staunch oppression. Michael had always noted that they were put here to scare students for purposeful reasons. The staff at Bullworth just loved to do just that.

Upon entering the cafeteria it was as they left it. Edna still serving the disgusting excuse for food, cliques at their signature tables. The Jocks, led by Juri had control over a table. There were many new faces amongst them, as well as the old ones. Ted and Damon were no longer head to the clique. The Greasers, who were still under control of Johnny, though he graduated and was no longer there, was being led by Peanut at the academy. Peanut was a good level-headed leader, Michael thought he did substantial better than Johnny.

Then the Nerds, whom Algie of all people was now in charge of. Michael wasn't too thrilled that he would now preside over Grottos and Gremlins Games. Algie even wished to evict Michael from their next session, and given that Michael had incentive to put a beating on him for sure. Finally, the clique that Michael disliked the most, the Preps. Rich and entitled, much in the same vein as his stepfather Tad led them now and they most certainly what they once were. Tad was weak, emotional, and his assertion as the leading Prep did little for the clique. Most members who still remained had even stated that they wish there was one better, and they hope to overthrow Tad by the middle half of the year.

TO BE CONTINUED!