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29 June 2009

So I was taking the PSAT one day...

...and I was confident in my natural, yet inhuman skill to pass this test, even though I was pretty agitated that they had assigned me a seat at the front, where I was exposed to sniper fire. So I took my seat at the very back, where all the cool kids except those who I deem unworthy hang out. It was just me sitting back there, along with some of my honeys who have devoted their entire life to my existence.

After 3 hours of cruising through the (2.93 x 10^12) questions they had me waste my time on, I finally completed Section 1 of 4 on the test. I couldn't wait! I was halfway there to halfway there!
But as one of the lady-admins passed by to make sure I did not cheat, I heard the zzziipp of a silenced sniper round pierce the window to my side and completely miss me. I had dodged it. I ran to the door...then the beep of the small digital timer that lady-admin #2 wore around her neck stirred me from my daydream, and I proceeded to Section 2: English and Language Arts.


* This was a draft, started November of 2008 that I had only started...now complete (I hope).

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