User blog:TheToughGuy/A Year At Bullworth for C-Money: Chp. 2

First Few Hours At Bullworth, Good Or Bad
I left Dr. Crabblesnitch's and the front office as fast as I can. As soon as I got to the bottom of the stairs, I took a good look at my schcule.

Monday                                                                                        Art & Photography

Tuesday                                                                                       English & Math

Wednesday                                                                                  Chemistry & Biology

Thursday                                                                                      Geography & Music

Friday                                                                                           Gym & Auto Shop

Great, my two favorite classes are on friday. Gym is my favorite class because I like to exercise alot. I wanted people to think I'm tough and not wussy. Now auto shop is my favorite class because I like to work on cars. In fact, I like cars, mostly muscle cars. My favorite would be the Stallion, both normal and the Diablo Stallion used by the Diablos couple years back when they roamed on the streets of Liberty City. But they all disappeared for an unknown reason, so the Diablo Stallions are rare to find. My dad used to own a Stallion, but when he died, my mom sold the car for drug money. You heard it, my mom is a drug junkie. Every now and then in Carcer City, I would see a Stallion come by. But now, I'm in Bullworth, not Carcer City.

I got out of the main building only to have realized I didn't ask for directions to the boys dorm. So I had to ask someone. I went to ask this fat boy with a green vest and jean shorts for the directions. I had to asume he was a nerd. "Hey, do you know the directions to the boys dorm", I asked. Then he started laughing at me. I couldn't stand him laughing at me, so I picked him up by his vest and said, "Listen a**hole, I asked you once and I'll ask you again, WHERE IS THE BOYS DORM?" "Go straight towards the front gate and then turn right at the intersection, please don't hurt me." Just then, I heard a strange noise. Then I looked down and saw that he wet himself. "Get out of here," I told him. Then he ran away crying as I started my way towards the front gate and then the boys dorm.

(TO BE CONTINUED)