story on how i got into my first school fight
bc i scammed her in adopt me..
So, basically, I got into my first school fight when I was 12 during lunch because I was a menace to society. Let me explain.
It all started with Adopt Me. Yes, the Roblox pet trading game. See, I did a trust trade with this girl, JJ (real name: Jayden), and she handed over her MEGA NEON MONKEY KING. And I was supposed to give it back… but something in me said: “nah.”
So I left the game. Blocked her. Vanished.
NEXT DAY AT SCHOOL, I KNEW I MESSED UP.
Lunch rolls around, and JJ is storming through the cafeteria like she’s the main villain in a teen movie. She slams her tray down at my table and goes, “You. Outside. NOW.”
I’m like, “…For what??” knowing damn well what.
She squints at me and says, “You stole my pet. We settle this… with a DANCE BATTLE.”
And obviously, I said yes. Because I am dramatic and love attention.
Word spreads FAST. By the time we step onto the grass field, half the school is there. It’s me and JJ in the middle, surrounded by a perfect circle of middle schoolers chanting ‘DANCE BATTLE! DANCE BATTLE!’
AND THEN SHE RUNS AWAY.
Like, full sprint. I’m standing there like ???. The crowd is confused. People start getting bored and leaving. I’m about to just declare MYSELF the winner.
AND THEN SHE COMES BACK.
This girl STOMPS onto the field, hair slicked into the TIGHTEST ponytail ever. And on her head?
A HOT PINK JOJO SIWA BOW.
She deadass points at me and says, “This is for good luck.”
At this point, the crowd is BACK, the energy is HIGH, and I KNOW she means business.
So we start. I go first, hitting my best TikTok moves, some classic Fortnite dances, maybe even a little moonwalk. The crowd is hyping me up. I can feel JJ getting nervous.
Then it’s her turn. She’s doing the most. Cartwheels, high kicks, that weird move where people just flail their arms and pretend it’s dancing. But it’s NOT giving.
AND SHE KNOWS IT.
Suddenly, she starts CRYING.
Like full-on TEARS. People are watching in SHOCK. I step forward like, “Uh… you good?”
AND THEN SHE ATTACKS ME.
This girl goes FERAL. She’s swinging, trying to SLAP ME, grabbing at my shirt like she’s about to turn this into WrestleMania.
THANKFULLY, a teacher sees the chaos, BOLTS over, and yanks her off me. I’m just standing there, shook, while JJ is still kicking and screaming about her Monkey King.
Long story short, JJ got detention, I walked away a champion, and I STILL HAVE THAT MEGA NEON MONKEY KING TO THIS DAY.
Moral of the story: never trust trade with me. 😌
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