Classroom War

The term “blood is thicker than water” doesn’t seem to apply to Marriane who mercilessly attacked her brother Richard with a broom. And he counterattacked with a swift hit of the dust pan. The top part bounced harmlessly off her head and she laughed with a crazy look in her eyes. “THIS IS SPARTAAAA!!!” cried Marriane. “Shut up, you pain in the neck!” yelled Richard as he tried to hit her on the shoulder with the dust pan once more.

 

Ever since that painful incident, our classroom has been divided into two groups. The first one was led by Marriane, who is out of her wits with rage, and consists of Jesserene, Morgen, and Hannah. The group was called Le Mustache. And the other group, nicknamed Le Beard, consists of Ara, Jacinth, and Richard, and was led by Patricia who rules with silence.

 

Their weapons were made from objects found inside a classroom. You’ll be able to find many broken erasers, pencils, and whiteboard markers scattered on the floor. They made fortresses out of mountains of armchairs.

 

Jesserene ran to the Le Mustache fort.  “Marriane! Marriane! What do we do?! I heard that they have a special weapon!” cried Jess. Marriane reached into her necktie and brought out a black G-Tech pen. “So do we, you idiot!” smiled the evil dictator. Jess grinned mischievously, “That’s sure to add fuel to the fire.”

 

At the Le Beard fort, Jacinth is preparing to fire the crumpled paper cannonballs. Ara, dressed to kill, went over to Patricia’s throne. “Pat, should we fire?” Pat did not reply. “Pat, do I look nice?” Pat did not reply. “Pat, should I take the habit?” Pat still did not respond. “NOOOOO! I don’t want to be a nun!” yelled Ara. “Sssshhh! You’ll give away our secret weapon!” yelled Jacinth, “and stop talking about your clothes! That’s beside the point!” Ara blushed and shouted “FIRE THE CANNON!” Pat grinned. They were about to fire when, out of the blue, a red G-Tech pen dropped from the ceiling! “We’re under attack!!!” yelled Richard. They all began to panic but Patricia kept her head.

 

“Yes! They’ve been distracted! FIRE THE CANNONS!” shouted Marriane, carried away with joy. Hannah threw as many books as she could but they all missed the enemy’s fort. Marriane gave her an evil glance. She ate humble pie and left. “Commence Plan B!” Marriane said to Morgen. Morgen made as many paper airplanes as he could and these began flying towards enemy territory. Marriane grinned.

 

Victory seemed to be at hand. But alas, Le Beard refused to give up that easily! Richard jumped out of the fort and rubbed two chalkboard erasers together. The dust was enough to make Le Mustache cough and, more importantly, lose their focus. Before the dust completely cleared up, Le Beard ran towards them with handkerchiefs taped to their faces.

 

Hannah watched the whole thing unfold behind the trash can at the corner of the room. She kicked herself in the pants and began murmuring about how awful she was. Ara, still a bit dazed from the G-Tech attack, saw her but didn’t give her much attention. “I wish this war would just end!” Ara said as she buried her face in her hands. Hannah made a long face and said “Yeah. Me too.” Smiling, Ara said “Just because they’re at war doesn’t mean that we can’t be friends.” Hannah beamed and said “Yeah.”

 

 The two just sat there quietly and watched as Morgen used a rubber band as a slingshot with an eraser as the ammo. The eraser hit Patricia in the chest and she watched it roll off her body. Completely unharmed, Patricia took out a protractor and measured Marriane’s angle of trajectory. Marriane was threatening to stab Jacinth with a compass.

 

“How did this whole thing start anyway?” asked Hannah

“Well, it started when Mrs. Lucena gave us a seatwork. There are eight of us and only four formal theme papers left. So, that’s what we’re fighting for.”

“Can’t we just use one-whole sheets of paper?”

“OMG! I didn’t think of that!”

 

They ran over to the other’s forts Just when Marriane was about to deliver the final blow, Hannah stopped her. “Wait, Marriane!”

“What?!!!” yelled Marriane

“Let’s just use intermediate pads!”

“Get out of here! You’re making my blood boil!”

“Marriane, it doesn’t have to end like this!”

“Shut up or I’ll poke you with this compass!”

“Why can’t we all just get along?”

“I warned you!” Marriane aimed the compass to her face. Just as she was about to fire, Mrs. Lucena entered the room. “Class, please pass your formal themes.”

NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Author's Note

I'm don't really know this story's genre. I just put adventure even though it doesn't seem like much of an adventure. I guess you could just call it an enjoyable little story which might've been funny.

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