I was taking some ort class and got there early for the first day. The professor was arguing with soemone that they are the teacher, not a friend as I walked in. I foud a seet with a big, fluffy painting on it adn asked if it was dry. It was, so I used it as a blanket.During clas, I sat next to brian, wo was playing with te lightswitch no his desk. The professor saw and asked him to please fix it aftr clas. He then looked at e and asked if I could please fix it for him.
After class I started opening it up to see what the issue was. Some people from the cass were talking about something and I eventually came in and said that I would no recomend blank cd s to oemone for their backups, as they don’t last. Some rich douchebag started sayaing I was wrong, until another kid agreed with me. I told him I’d took back some of the things I said about him. I also remember sleeping there overnight, because the professor wanted us to look up jobs on the internet. I slept on the couch and woke up tightly inbetween the back and thecushions.
With the switch completely apart, the teacher and her aid had left, and I had no way to know it worked or ont.
The professor was in the car with someone else pointing a gun at her, trying to open the passenger door. She pulled out as I ran up to her window to ask what was going on. She wouldn’t tell e, so I pulled the open window outward and broke it off. She had some diamonds in her cra and was going to leave us. She had turned into malcom’s mom and I was malcom, brian was dewy.
We ran across the street to the parking lot she went to and started tearing the car open at the back like a box of a dozen nonuts. She peeeled out and someone else showed up with a gun, looking for her. When she pulled back up infront of us, I smiled at aher and told her to look who was coming down the street. Some rivals of the guy with the gun came up and they started chasing each other away.