Coach Halberd blew his whistle so hard, it nearly shattered eardrums.
“Who put a traffic cone on the goalpost?”
Jax, standing nearby, shrugged. “Artistic expression?”
“Detention,” Halberd replied instantly. “Ten points for creativity, though.”
He turned to the class. “Today’s lesson is ‘Don’t test me.’ Tomorrow’s is cardio. Unless someone else decides to rebrand gym class as performance art.”
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20/05/2025
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12/05/2025
Sir.Benzington
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11/05/2025
*Someoen starts throwing oranges*
Coach Halberd ducks to avoid being hit by an orange. "Okay, now we're getting to the point where this is just dangerous. Someone could get hurt. I don't know what's going on, but I'm gonna put a stop to this." He blows his whistle loudly, trying to get everyone's attention.
*Slmeoen smashes a watermelon on the ground. The class sees this and starts smashing watermelons*
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Sir.Benzington
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11/05/2025
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11/05/2025