Carla's High School Diary

I need to hurry my ass up before lunchtime is finished, I cannot fucking believe that I left my dang science project in my first period who I have snooty old Ms.Parks as my English teacher. I speed up my pace walking, nearly jogging, down the wide school hallway filled with school spirit banners and blue lockers. I swear, that wrinkly twat falls asleep during and in between her own lessons, probably because she needs to take her old people medication that makes her feel drowsy. It's such a wonder how she hasn't fallen ill and needed to be wheeled out of the classroom yet........

I SPOKE TOO FUCKING SOON! I see Ms.Parks on a stretcher near the schools entrance with the EMTs and the principal talking to another worker writing whatever words that came out of his mouth, probably old ladies information. As soon as I run up to the principal, the worker is finished talking to him and moves outside and into the paramedic vehicle. "Mr.Vanhoover! What happened to Parks?" I ask