justiceisthekey
Magic Eight Ball
Double D really had overdone himself when he was determined to be in almost every committee in the school. He couldn’t help it, he just loved to learn and help others learn, that can’t be such a bad thing. Well, he guessed it could become bad when the person said has to plan a school dance. The amount of social skills that came with organising a dance was higher than he had previously thought. It wasn’t just facts, he had to know what people liked, encourage others to attend, create good gossip and rumours about the dance, which in his case was doomed from the start.
He had friends, Ed and Eddy, however their popularity was close to non existent. Other than them he was a bit of an outcast. Even being on the student council didn’t help his popularity, if anything it made it worse. Faces in toilet bowls and throws into the dumpster we’re a daily routine.
He tried to keep positive however, focusing on school to drown out the humiliation of his torment. But when he got voted onto the council for this dance he was lost. Facts and figures couldn’t help him this time.
He sighed to himself as he put the last label on his new pen he had received from his parents. The labelling never really went away from childhood along with other characteristics.
He had friends, Ed and Eddy, however their popularity was close to non existent. Other than them he was a bit of an outcast. Even being on the student council didn’t help his popularity, if anything it made it worse. Faces in toilet bowls and throws into the dumpster we’re a daily routine.
He tried to keep positive however, focusing on school to drown out the humiliation of his torment. But when he got voted onto the council for this dance he was lost. Facts and figures couldn’t help him this time.
He sighed to himself as he put the last label on his new pen he had received from his parents. The labelling never really went away from childhood along with other characteristics.