#roaststoastsandcoconuts

[writtenthroughthestars-blog]

Me: *trying to explain my life stories to my brother*

“Ok, so I was siting in class once and I was in such a bad mood that even my teacher wouldn’t argue with me. Seriously, I am NOT a morning person. I was trying to sleep when these two guys in my class come waltzing in, giggling. Yes, giggling high schoolers, a huge trend these days. Of course, one sat diagonally in front of me to the left, and the other sat diagonally behind me to the left. They came in giggling, sat down, still giggling. So I gave them the death glare and said, ‘Why are you such peanuts?’ It was a really stren voice if I do say so myself. Anyways, the peanut-“

My brother: “So once I was on my bus and this kid, actually he was a brat. But, on with the story, he called me a nut so I called him a peanut. The thing is, he had an older brother who is in the same grade as me, so I called him an acorn. Everyone including the older brother busts out laughing and the brat gives his brother the what’re you laughing at he just roasted you too remark. The brother, I love him, he just said one word. He said ‘you.’”

Me: “I have taught you well brother.”

My brother: “Yea, you have. There was another time when my best friend called out to my teacher and went,’When’re we gonna start decimals?’

And the teacher was like,’The day you stop calling out.’ Then he was like,’Aw, man! I hate teachers who roast you back.’

Then, this other kid who always calls out in class busted out laughing and the teacher went,’Why’re YOU laughing, you’re always calling out too!’”

Me: “Wow, your teacher is a piece of art. I wish high school teachers were that interesting.”

My brother: “You can only dream.”

Me: “Maybe I taught you too well....”