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@Alexandria-don’t-touch-my-COOKIES!!

Same one time I got a c on a paper the could have been looked over then she yelled at me and told me she’d take my phone away for a month if it happens again… but it never does!

My mom gets mad at me when I make a B….. I can only get A’s, and then, she says I’m not trying hard enough…..

And what the fuck

@Trix

The following is a joke, but at our school, we've literally come up with the Strict Parents Grading Scale:
A: Average, make sure to get an A next time
B: Beating when you get home
C: Can't have dinner
D: Disowned
F: F*ck it all, you're not supposed to be alive

@Shuri-the-Floof-Doggo

FLUFF EXHIBIT #1 READ IF YOU LIKE SHURI, LIGHT-NOVELS AND/OR GAY BOI ROM-COM STUFF!

The jeep bumped slightly as Watan parked it. He gazed at Siegfried, leaving the keys in the ignition, before opening the driver's-side door and getting out. The jeep stayed at a low purr, as Watan slid over the hood. Near the end, he almost fell off, before catching himself in an awkward position.
A naturally worrisome Siegfried snickered, in his singsong way. Watan approached him, taking off his Easterner jacket, it's long, wide sleeves flapped lightly in the wind, the outside was damp, but inside of it, was comfy enough. Watan presented it to Seigfried, the fabric whipping around his chin. He wrapped it over the other boy.
"Thanks." Siegfried huffed, his face splitting into a faultless, childish smile.
"You're welcome, Sieg'." Watan responded, as his spiky blond hair ruffled in the wind like a rainforest canopy. "I'm sorry your motorcycle broke down."
"It's OK… Aren't you cold?" He asked, becoming more worried, his pink, frigid cheeks becoming warm.
"I have the warmth of our friendship to meep me comfortable." He professed.
Siegfried slugged Watan in the shoulder; an unusual thing for a meek boy to do.
"You corny fuck…" He said, trying not to laugh.
Watan stomped over, through the light, thin, icey slush. He pounced, putting Siegfried in a headlock, flicking his forehead a few times.
"That's no way to talk to a guy who just gave you his coat, especially in weather like this." Watan tried to catch snowflakes on his tongue.
Siegfried's blond hair bounced as he laughed.
"I know, I'm sorry…" He apologized gingerly.
Watan marched back to the other side of the jeep, getting back in.
"My ass is wet from the hood of the jeep…" He revealed, chuckling.
The two boys laughed together as they drove through the slush of Sorowina…

RIP IT TO PIECES PEOPLE!