Posted April 2, 200619 yr Timmy was an average boy, he went to a normal school, had normal friends, played outside like a normal kid and thought girls were just ew! But there was something that set timmy apart from the others his age; his schoolwork. He did extrodinarily well at school. Just the other week, he had to write an essay for english about a book he read. All the other students studied for weeks before they were ready to start on it, the teacher gave no help. But Timmy, he wasn't worried, he sat back playing his favourite games on the computer, watching his favourite TV shows and listening to his favourite music on his iPod. His english teacher knew Timmy would fail. There was no way he could pass without studying. But come the day of the essay, he would realise he was dead wrong. Ahh, monday, what a great day for an essay. Timmy woke up with a smile on his face, he got out of bed, put his schoolbooks in his bag, slipped the english essay in there and had breakfast. As he got on the schoolbus, he knew today would be fun. Finally, at school, and what's up first? English! He was going to blow Mr. Daffy away. After talking about Music Television with his friends with a while, the bell rang and it was off to class. "Hello Mr. Daffy, quite a nice day isn't it!" "Sure is Timmy, hope you brought your essay!" "Of course I did" he popped it on the teachers table then sat down. "Thanks tim, you know what, since you're my favourite student I think I'll mark your work right now, he said grinning smugly" Timmy watched old Daffster start reading the essay, after about two minutes his stupid grin turned to a worried frown. The teacher finished, marked it then went on to the other students work but wouldn't even look at Timmy. I wonder how he did. The next day Timmy got his work back. A PLUS! Yes! I knew I'd ace it! "How the hell did you get that? You didn't study! Timmy's friend Chaunchy enquired, I studied for two weeks straight and only got a B" "Ahh, I guess I just have a gift" Timmy replied oh so audaciously "Whatever, you bitch, tell me now. I want to know how you did so well", chauncy punched Timmy in the stomach and pushed him to the ground. "Tell me" "If you get off me, but you can't tell anyone" "Go on, fag" "My sister wrote it"
April 2, 200619 yr Wow what a cliff hanger what happened after he told him his sister wrote it!?1?!!?
