What is the Real Reason your Hw's not at School this Morning

“And Tim you can be paired with...” Please be my crush please be my crush . “Kate” Great, my teacher just had to pair me with her the most annoying person in my class. “You will all be given an egg and you and your partner must treat this egg like it’s your own child,” continued my teacher. This assignment was the worst to date.

It was my day to look after the egg. Parents were out. All alone, I started to become agitated as time went on with no food in my stomach. I opened the fridge door in search of something to eat. My mother’s cake. My dad’s chips and my sister’s pasta all the food I was told not to eat. I couldn’t fry the egg up or could I? I poured oil into the pan and cracked my egg. The egg sizzled and splattered. Within minutes the egg was on the plate. I knew there was no going back now so I slurped it all up. When it came to the daily inspection I was sure to wet my pants.

“Joe and Wendy your egg is all fine that’s good.”  Of course it would those little goody-two shoes. Kate and I were next “Where’s the egg? Don’t tell me you...” Kate said to me “Yeah I did”. “Well well Tim you managed to break your egg in two days. Congratulations you just earned yourself a one way ticket to a week's detention,’ said my teacher.

“B-b-but it was Kate’s fault she dropped it”

“Nice try you’re not framing Kate to get out of detention.” The rest of the week I spent my time in the office watching all my friends play. Maybe it wasn’t worth eating my egg, nah who am I kidding. It totally was.

BY TIM