The person that was being mean (Carter) is back in class. The guy with the notebook is going to try and get his drawing to get back at Carter for being mean to him.
“Haha Carter I have a gun” said the drawing“Hurry up, draw me a gun”I drew a pistol“Draw the bullets” he asked. I didn’t know how to draw bullets so I just drew hotdogs. The doodle has hot dogs for bullets now. I quickly write a haiku.
Carter you egg head I hate you I hope you die in pain.
Pio pio! The bullets or hot dogs hit him. “Yuck” he screams loudly. The mustard hits his eyes it burns. Sauce dripped down his brand new shirt, the cheese sticks to his hair. “RIP Carter hahahahaha” the drawing said. Carter turns around and sees me laughing too. Carter's angry face looks like a armadillo and a zebra and a lion all mixed up.
I ran out of the class and he jumps back in the book. I should probably give him a name. His name is Ricky. Ricky Baker. I run to the carpark and hotwire Mr McAulay’s Navara. I jump in and take off doing a big burn out in Carter's face. He jumps in his hilux and stalls it. I laugh. I quickly write another haiku.
Carter I hope you crash and die in flames.
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