•°TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 3°•

TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 3

It’s way past midnight, and I’m about to freak out because I still don’t have my

homework done. The assignment is for Honors English Lit and we’re reading A

Midsummer Night’s Dream by Shakespeare. I was kind of surprised, because I didn’t know he wrote teen chick lit.

It’s about a mischievous fairy named Puck, who tries to break up a really cute

couple lost in an enchanted forest.

Then, this guy with a donkey head crashes a big fairy party and hooks up with their queen. Pretty weird stuff!

Our homework assignment is to complete three essay questions about PUCK:

Would you consider Puck the protagonist of the play? Why or why not?

How do Puck’s personality and actions set the mood of the play?

Use your imagination and provide either a detailed physical description or a drawing of Puck.

The first two questions weren’t that hard, and I finished them in no time at all.However, the third question threw me for a loop.

I didn’t have the slightest idea what Puck looked like.

But I tried to imagine him with cute little pointy ears and AS HOT AS:

I was also dying to know if having a messed-up name like Puck had completely RUINED his life.

I bet the popular kids at his school called him “Puke,” “Schmuck,” “Yuck,” or

something worse.

POOR PUCK ☹!!

I tried to go to that educational website “Wiki-something-or-other” that

everyone plagiarizes to find a picture of Puck.

But I couldn’t remember the name of it and was too lazy to Google it.

I was really surprised to hear a knock on my bedroom door this late at night,

and I assumed it was my six-year-old sister, Brianna.

About a week ago, she lost one of her front teeth and buried it in the backyard

to see if it would grow. She is FOREVER doing crazy-weird stuff like that.

My mom says it’s because she’s still a little kid. But I personally think it’s

because she has the IQ of a box of crayons.

As a little joke, I told Brianna the tooth fairy collected teeth from children all

over the world and then Super Glued them together to make dentures for old

people.

I explained that she was in BIG TROUBLE with the tooth fairy, seeing as she had dug a hole and buried her tooth somewhere out in the backyard.

The funniest part was that Brianna TOTALLY believed me. She actually dug up half of Mom’s flower garden trying to find her tooth.

Since then Brianna has been paranoid that the tooth fairy is going to sneak into her room in the middle of the night and pull out ALLher teeth to make dentures.

But my prank kind of backfired, because now she absolutely REFUSES to use

the bathroom at night unless I first check to make sure the tooth fairy is not hiding behind the shower curtain or under the bath towels.

And if I’m not quick enough, Brianna will have a little “accident” right on my

bedroom carpet.

Unfortunately, I had to learn the hard way that (contrary to the TV commercial) Carpet Fresh DOES NOT remove all odors.

Lucky for me, it wasn’t Brianna at my door, but my parents.

Before I could say, “Come in,” they just kind of barged in like they always do,

which really irritated me, because this is supposed to be MY room! And as an

American citizen, I have a constitutional right to PRIVACY, which they keep

invading.

The next time my parents and Brianna come rollin’ up in here, I’m gonna

scream,

“Hey! Why don’t y’all just MOVE IN?!”

Anyway, my parents said they were surprised to see that I was still up doing

homework, and they wanted to know how things were going at school.

It was really strange, because just as I was about to answer, I had a total

meltdown right on the spot and burst into tears.

My parents were shocked and stared at me and then at each other.

Finally, Mom hugged me and said, “My poor little Boo-Boo!” which only made me feel WORSE.

Not fitting in at school was bad enough. But now I had to suffer the additional

humiliation of being the only fourteen-year-old still being called “little BooBoo”! Suddenly my dad’s face lit up.

“Hey, I’ve got a great idea! We know you’ve been under a lot of stress lately

with our move and your new school. I bet if we posted some positive

affirmations all around the house, it would help you adjust. You think?”

I was like, “Okay, Dad, THIS is what I think: It’s a STUPID idea! Like sticky

notes with corny sayings on them will solve my problem of being a TOTAL

LOSER at school. You wanna know what else I think? The article I read about

bug extermination chemicals killing off brain cells is probably true!”

But I just said it inside my head, so no one else heard it but me.

My parents kept staring at me, and it was starting to creep me out. Finally, after what seemed like forever, my mom smiled and said, “Honey, just remember,

we love you! And if you need us, we’re right down the hall.”

They walked back to their bedroom, and for several minutes, I could hear their

muffled voices. I guessed that they were probably discussing whether or not I

should be committed to a mental hospital right then or first thing in the morning.

Since it was so late, I decided to finish my Puck assignment during study hall.

I wonder if you still have to hand in homework when you’re locked up in a

PSYCHO WARD?

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