This is a story I will be working on with AdamGontier! I hope you enjoy! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "There are no random acts, everyone is connected even if you never met them. Strangers are just friends you have not met" Carter's POV: "C...Ca....Carter!!" I was sleeping again I had a rough night partying "Yes sir?" he was going to pound me with questions until he's had his fill or for the rest of class. "Mind explaining why your sleeping again!?" He exclaimed with rage written all over his face. "I stayed up too late studying sir I apologize" I smile my 'sincere' grin which probably won't work. "Studying...yes I'm sure you were studying many subjects like how to act like a bonehead!!" he turned back to the board, writing down our homework. I've always hated physics hopefully I can ask my roomate to help me. Whatever it's not like I'm going to use it. I wonder what idiot has to take over philosophy well I have it next. For now I think I'll pay attention or atleast act like it so Mr. V stays off my case. The bell rings finally freedom! "Mr.Purcell I expect better from you so clean up your act!" He glares at me as I walk out. I need to get some sleep at some point, but Shay has a party tonight. I can't bail on him this time. I'll take a nap after 4th period hopefully. Man today is going to be rough...
Here's my part. This story will be great! Writing this with my genius friend! ><><><><><><><><><><><><><>< Daryl Patella's POV In every class there is an arrogant man, or boy I should say. One must learn to respect, and show love to the most unfortunate. I teach philosophy because it's what I relate to best. As the bell rings, I sit on my desk tapping a pencil in my right hand. I examine the students, everyone so different in their manners. "Everyone sit!" I say in a calm, but stern tone. I pick up a piece of chalk off of the little ledge of the chalkboard. I start writing on the board, Daryl Patella. Everyone stares at my smooth writing as I put the chalk down. "That is my name, you should call me Mr. Patella. Can anyone tell me why I told you my first and last name?" "To bore us?" A boy shouts. "Ah, Carter. Well, no that's not right." "How do you know my name? You just got here." "Well, if you didn't write your name on your pencil it would be less apparent!" Everyone snickers and laughs a bit, while Carter gives me a frown. I sit on my desk again, putting my right leg crossed over my left. "Well, since no one can tell me, I will tell you. It is because I am aquainting myself with you. I am showing that I am trusting you with this information. To you, giving a name isn't a big deal. But I'm showing I confide in you, I trust that you won't call me by an improper title. That is common respect." "Who cares?" Shouts Carter once again. "Well Carter, besides you and your arrogance, I'm sure a lot of people in this room do. You are truly misguided. Do you think I'll let you get by like that?" ><><><><><><><><><><><><><>< I hope you like it! I left a little taste of what it's about. It's hard to tell now, but you will know!
Carter's POV: My whole body shakes with anger "I AM NOT ARROGANT!!" I exclaim. Professor Patella shakes his head "Not only are you arrogant but you have a horrible temper as well." he says calmly. I stand up and walk out of the room before anything else is said. How dare he call me arrogant!? I was just bored by his stupid lesson. Add philosophy to the list of things we will never use in real life. I storm down the hallway and bump into Daniel "Hey dude." "Hey man sup?" he says with his who cares voice. "Just going to my dorm." I say trying to act calm. "Yo dude are you going to Shay's party it going to be tight! There's gonna be some fine ladies." He started stumbling a little. I pushed past him and sighed... The last thing I need right now is to waste my time on a girl. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sorry it's a bit short I promise I'll try to make my next update longer! <3
.-. Be sure when putting in dialogue, that you start a new like completely. Ex. Derek walks up to me, his eyes bored, his posture slouching, "Sup bro?" "Hey Derek," I respond, slowing my pace to walk beside him.