Jet

My name's Jetterson but call me "Jet!" You should never call me my real name unless you want to wake up in the hospital tomorrow.

Miss Vanilla, my fourth grade teacher, is making us keep a journal of our lives. Today is only my fifth month of fourth grade, but I got stuck with a control freak teacher. Ugh, she's always telling me what to do, and she smells like stupid vanilla all the time! She is stupid too, even though she's a teacher, always batting her pretty eyelashes. I hate her and you should too, journal! Well, not really but...

It's kinda weird if ya really thinka 'bout it, because she just showed up last week in Mobius and took over. She's already made her way through all our restaurants, grocery stores, and shopping malls yet she still wants more! I tell ya Miss. Vanilla is greedy and a control freak! If is isn't her way it is no way.

Miss. Vanilla is always asking the kids at our school, Mobius Middle and High School, if we have more to offer. Are we not already applying ourselves? She thinks she knows everything just like my dumb dad. I'm just not sure about her. Miss. Vanilla had the nerve to tell me that my spellin' and grammar ain't corrcet. Who these tecahers think they is?

Half my page is up now, but I still have a little bit to say. For some reason Miss Vanilla has given me a tutor! My tutor is a GIRL purple, swallow named Waverine. Her name sounds so dumb, but her face isn't. Wave, for short, is helping me with my journal writing and spelling. She told me I could use enprovement.

Also, I've been noticing a big fella lurking around my classroom lately. He looks kind of old to be eight or nine, he looks at least eleven or twelve. I think he got held back. Most of the girls think he's weird, scary, or gross. Miss. Vanilla doesn't seem to mind him , because she says she will always welcome him with open arms. She also called him "Storm." A dummy girl, who is pink and named after a rose said he was jerk, because he pulled her hair into red paint.

He usually sits in the back when he does come to class. His seat is right near Rose-girl and her friend Cream the rabbit. Last week, I'm sure he overheard , we all heard her big mouth, say she wished she had red hair. So, I'm sub-specting he did that on purpose. I'm starting to think Storm's just a big bowl of misunderstood soup.

I have to stop writin' now, because teacher said it's time for math! We are doing some time table exercises. Whoop-pee.

Love,

The Awesomest guy alive,

Jet

This is super short, but I hadn't written too much in the original. I probably won't be able to update this story in awhile, because I am busy with art! Also, it is a little tedious to write on my Nookcolor. My bro uses his laptop all the time, which doesn't leave me much time for writing. Some of that is the reason I have been so inactive when it comes to writing. Definitely not reading! Yesterday, I stayed up forever reading STH stories. It was fun, but I'm so tired now! I'm not staying up to night to watch the ball drop.

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