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This is the story of me, Christian Parroco. Nobody here knows about me from kindergarten to 2nd grade, so I’ll start from third grade. In the third grade, I had Ms. Strong. That b***h was mad fat. She got on my nerves. But anyway, that is where I met my first friend in this district. Back then I was in the King school. Alex Reyes a.k.a Polo was my best friend. We both liked to draw. But he was always better than me. We were both smart, but he wasn’t as smart as me. He was better than me in math, but I was better than him in everything else. Then there was this kid Marquese King. I didn’t like him at first, but now he’s alright. In the third grade, I liked this girl named Vanessa. We are still friends today, but back then we went out. Now that I think about it, that was the most disgusting thin I ever did, no offense to Vanessa. Nothing else much happened that year. Chapter 2 4th Grade The fourth grade was one of my favorite years of school. My teacher was Mrs. Roth. Many people thought she was nothing but a short, mean dyke. #1, she was married to a man, thank you very much. #2, she was very nice as long as you behaved in the classroom. The minute you were bad, she would go from nice teacher to a mean a** b**ch. Still, that was one of my favorite years. I met a lot of people in that year. Marquese was in that class. I also met a kid named Andre Rosenthal aka Dre bka Peanut butter. Then there was that kid Naim Lindsay. I met a boy named Jamel Robinson aka Jelly bka J-Spermz. Jamel was stupid. That made him mad fun to hang around. He always had a joke to tell. He also stood up for me because I was so short. There was this other kid, Alex Agular (not to be mistaken with Alex Reyes form the third grade). The three of us used to always do our work together. This kid named Raymond was I our class, but he got left back that year. Then there was this girl that I liked. Her name was Stephanie Carter. I don’t know why. Oh, now I remember. This fat girl named Latiffa asked me if I liked anyone. I just picked her Stephanie out of the crowd. But it turns out, those years with her were probably the best years of my life. But I don’t really know how, since I was too scared to talk to her. But she gave me a reason to look forward to going to school every day. Maybe I was too scared to talk to her because I felt I had to be perfect around her. I told her I liked her and she said she liked me. We went out for about 3 years. Sometimes, I wonder if we would still be going out if I had gotten the guts to be able to talk to her, especially since she likes to talk. But oh well. It’s too late now. We’re friends today. That was a fun year. That was the year our class won field day. Everybody was hating because they got beat by the “dyke”. Chapter 3 5th Grade The fifth grade was a gay year. I had that hepher Ms. Idris. She was Muslim, but that wasn’t the reason I didn’t like her. She got me picked on almost every day. It was humiliating. But fifth grade was also the year I made most of my friends. Jamel was in that class. I met this kid Denzel aka Pigeon. I was always jealous of him, but not any more. He was able to draw better than me, and he had more friends than I did. He is still my friend today. He’s one of my best friends. But back to all of the people I met. Henry Johnson aka NuNu. He was always mad funny. There wasn’t a person in the class that didn’t like him. He was probably the most popular kid in the class. Then there was that kid Marquese. He always thought he was smarter than me, but who was he kidding. He knew all along who the smartest was. It was always me, then Denzel, then Marquese. The three of us always sat together. It was either the three of us or me and Denzel. I hated Ms. Idris. Even when I didn’t raise my hand to answer a question, she would call on me. This got me teased and picked on for the whole year. Nothing much happened that year. Oh wait, there was that time me and Denzel got into an argument. I wanted something my way and he didn’t. So he decided to start working with Marquese without me. I started yelling and then so did he. Then Ms. Idris made us stay after for lunch and write 10 things we liked about each other. I filled up all ten things, and he wrote on thing, I can kind of draw. I hated him with a passion for a couple of days. But I eventually got over it and we became friends again. Then there was that time they made fun of my sketchers. It was Andre, Denzel Jamel and this kid I never met before named Suhail Cheshire aka Jackrabbit. I was mad for the day but got over it and got some new sneakers. I always vowed that one day I would get my revenge, but it never happened. That was also the year I was class valedictorian. That means I was the smartest kid in the whole grade for that year. There was my fifth grade life and the last part of my story that will take place in the King School. Many things happened to me in the fifth grade. Because Idris always picked me to answer questions even if I didn’t want to, people hated me for the whole year.