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Dear Mischief Maker:
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Dear Mischief Maker:
Dear Mischief Maker: You are brutally invited to Cricket Academy of Maniac Mischief (CAMM for short). Any niceness and you shall, and will be, removed. The Most Michievious of Them All will be discovered at the end of the semester, either by default or an unfair vote. Just a few annoying rules and regulations follow. Give yourself a pinch and read on. The nicest mischief makers will be drawn from The Latern of Disobeying. This form must be returned and covered and dirt by November 23rd, 2014. Any forms not muddied or ruined in any single form will be returned with a letter of rejection. Classes will run from 4:30 to 5:30, so no one misses making naughtiness in their regular school. The more liars and thieves the better. Shouting out, talking, texting, and passing notes in class, and being rude is greatly encouraged. Miss as much or as little class as you would like. Keeping troublemaking journals and diaries will be smiled upon, especially when done in class. A record of all classes will be post on the fine Cricket Chatterbox. We hope your mischief making experience is both enjoyable and terribly satisfying. If not, rudely scream and holler about everything horribly wrong with your trip. We hope to see you on the 25th of November, revoltingly tardy and sloppy-looking. You will most certainly be notified of any added information. Most Unsincerly, Proffessor Ellie Headmistress and Thief
submitted by Ellie, age 12, CAMM
(October 26, 2014 - 6:06 pm)
(October 26, 2014 - 6:06 pm)
Takes out Pie gun and puts feet on table. Shoots Forrest with Green powder-filled pie in pie bazooka and goes back to eating.
Forrest: HEY!
MP: You're not welcome.
Forrest: (growls and chucks food at MP, only to find that MP has a force field that flings the food back at her. Forrest is now covered in gravy and leftover turkey.) HEY!!
MP: Thank you-not. Extra points? (turns to Ellie hopefully)
Suddenly Brookeira bursts in, stark in contrast to the messy, rude CBers.
Brookeira hands Professor a perfectly neat sheet of paper.
I, Brookeira, take NO responsibility for the actions of my smaller (both in stature and mind) alter ego. If she smashes a pie in your face, it is not my fault. The gummy bear king made this obnoxious alter ego and it is not my fault. Please, use giant gummy bears for pie target practice with me in mind.
Signed, Brookeira Earane Nellethiel Silaqui Siannodell Galadriel Celona Lanthira Von Frost.
(December 3, 2014 - 5:06 pm)
You're a Siannodel? I'm a Galanodel myself, and everyone knows the Siannodel get along with everybody. (Except the Nailo, who are just antagonistic necromancers anyway.)
(December 20, 2014 - 8:40 pm)
OMG! You know what I realized this morning? I completely forgot Indigo signed up. Indigo, I'm so sorry. I'll include you in today or tomorrow's day. Sorry!
(November 29, 2014 - 11:52 am)
Day 5
A lot of things are very ironic. Like jumbo shrimp. A really long short story. One person's irony got them out of CAMM. Someone who's name didn't quite fit his personality.
Naughty Kid may or may not be remembered. Who knows. I will soon. But anyway.
Back to our sceduled program...
SAVVY44x: School on weekends? So unfair.
Masked Piester: Happy Opposite Day! I can't wait until it starts!
Yeah, speaking of irony.
busy kid: Opposite Day? Since when was today Opposite Day?
Masked Piester: Since forever.
Forrest: Is everyday a holiday around here?
Masked Piester: Yes. Thursday: Thanksgiving. Friday is a holiday in itself, plus Black Friday. Today: Opposite Day. Sunday: The day of rest, or relax and don't care day. Monday: Cyber Monday. Oh, and Wednesday was Hump Day. Hump Day! Whoop whoop!
THE BLASTER!!!: Opposite Day starts NOW!
Indigo: Hi, everyone! Sorry I'm a few days late. I was on a robbery spree--I mean road trip.
Masked Piester: Bye, Indigo!
Indigo: Where you going?
Masked Piester: I'm leaving there.
Indigo: Huh?
Violet: It's synonym night.
Indigo: What the heck do you mean?
Squeak: It's bad to see you, Indigo.
Indigo: I thought you liked me!
Watermelon: Vegetable salad? *holds out cup of fruit salad*
Indigo: Uh, no thanks. And that's fruit.
Captain Read: This night is so awesome. *frowns*
Indigo: AH! You guys are driving me crazy! What are you doing?!
busy kid: We didn't tell me.
Indigo: Didn't tell you what?!
Masked Piester: Time in!
Indigo: What is this game?!
THE BLASTER!!!: It's not a game. It's opposite day.
Indigo: Oh!
Masked Piester: Time out!
Indigo: I hate that! I've never wanted to do that since I was an adult!
Hello.
(November 29, 2014 - 5:25 pm)
Today was one of those days. The days when all the excitement feels as if it has been drained like the juice in your fruit cup that you didn't want. Not that life is a fruit cup. Hey, you might love that extra juice. Maybe like the color in your TV vanishing. I guess that's better.
Of course, Watermelon had some left over fruit (peaches to be exact) from yesterday's fruit salad. All the students fought ver it and stole.
busy kid: Deese are gud peaches!
Squeak: Dah. Fanx, Watamalon!
Captain Read: Mmm...
busy kid then burps loudly and discusts all the girls except Masked Piester and THE BLASTER!!!, who laugh along with the rest.
Here the boringness starts...
SAVVY44x: So what do we do now?
Indigo: Yeah.
Watermelon: I don't know. I didn't pack anything else.
Violet: Boring!
Masked Piester: *takes off mask* I'm kind of tired.
Winter Firefly: I am stuck with my less crazy ego.
Brookeria: Me too.
Forrest: Well, I guess I won't be pied today. That's one thing good about today.
Brookeria: Why is relaxing so boring?
Squeak: Round Robin?
Winter Firefly: I guess.
Indigo: I'll start. "She stood there and looked down at the floor. The stone floor. It was cold, hard, and miserable."
SAVVY44x: "Then she looked up at the ceiling, which was also stone. So were the walls. Stone brick walls."
Brookeria: "The door was heavy iron. It was locked with no knob. She was stuck."
Violet: "Something hit her in the head. But it didn't hurt..."
And so it continued. They laughed and made the excitement pop back up. And Masked Piester and THE BLASTER!!! are back.
(November 30, 2014 - 5:21 pm)
Day 7
Sadly, another one bit the dust. Well, not really. She didn't die. She kind of bit the pie crust, I guess.
Forrest will be missed. She was happy she wouldn't have 16 pie varities thrown at her.
Masked Piester was mad. But Squeak was the runner up. Now he will have 16 pie flavors thrown at him.
Masked Piester: I can't believe she's gone. Oh well. Watermelon, where's my Shepherd's pie? I'm hungry. I never ate dinner.
Watermelon was now the official CAMM caterer. She promised chocolate chip cookies tomorrow.
busy kid: Can I have that turkey with your grandma's stuffing? What are your sides? I don't have a menu.
Watermelon: Ok, yeah. We have potato salad today. I don't have menus.
THE BLASTER!!!: I'll order a dance party. With a side of chips.
Watermelon: We ran out of chips. Dance party, huh?
SAVVY44x: Yeah! I love making dances! My friends and I have talent shows at recess and it's really fun!
Indigo: Who wants to do a comedy act with me?
Squeak: I'm up for it.
THE BLASTER!!!: I guess we can do a talent show.
Violet: I'll judge!
Captain Read: Me too.
busy kid: Judge 3 here!
Masked Piester: *swallows Sheppard's pie* I'll join the comedy. He he!
SAVVY44x: So anyone want to dance with me?
THE BLASTER!!!: I will, I guess.
SAVVY44x: How good of a gymnast are you?
THE BLASTER!!!: I don't know.
SAVVY44x: Well can you do this? *does complicated move*
THE BLASTER!!!: No.
SAVVY44x: You're in the background then.
Watermelon: And I'm refreshments.
Masked Piester: Well, let's start planning!
Of course, no one really gets any work done. They all just joke around.
(December 1, 2014 - 7:20 pm)
Hey Professor Ellie, I wanna sign up. * throws an old form covered in ink*
PS. I'm being naughty by applying late!
PPS. Accept me now!
PPPS. extra rude points!
(December 2, 2014 - 2:40 pm)
TOP! please
(December 2, 2014 - 2:41 pm)
Oh Most Unlikable Diary,
I have been very naughty by forgetting about you and not writing a single thing for days, so I must have a very HIGH score of mischief points!!! *nudgenudgeProfessorElliewinkwink* Also, I think there's a little something that should be cleared up: I AM a girl. NOT a boy. Although if you want me o be in disguise, then so be it. Actually, no. I'll be naughty and spill the beans! *yells* Everyone, I'm a GIRL!! And I don't like it here ONE BIT!!!
There! Now I've lied, told a secret to everyone, and forgotten to write in this here dairy. And yes, I did mean to write D-A-I-R-Y, because I've just discovered that my room has been filled with milkmaids... *prepares to swing down on my Tarzan rope and cover said milkmaids with itching powder*
(December 4, 2014 - 10:00 am)
Ahem. I am a GIRL!
(December 2, 2014 - 2:44 pm)
Top! Poke! Topppppleasseee!
(December 3, 2014 - 12:36 pm)
Professor Ellie, HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN THIS?!!! You haven't posted in like FOREVER!
PS. extra yelling points!
(December 4, 2014 - 4:17 pm)
Most appology, girls! I'm bad at that. It happens too often.
(December 4, 2014 - 5:28 pm)
Sorry I haven't been posting. I've been busy, distracted, and kind of lazy, so please forgive me. Aren't I supposed to be that? Don't you expect that from a troublemaking school headmistress? Here's what the next day in the life of CAMM.
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Day 8
SAVVY44x: Okay, okay. Hussle, people! We don't have all day! Move it!
Savvy had quickly become the leader/host of CAMM Super Skills, the amazing CAMM talent show. Also the boss.
SAVVY44x: Okay, Blaster. Here's....
I'm busy again! I'll finish tomorrow!
(December 4, 2014 - 5:38 pm)
MP: (takes off mask) Phew! Done with that!
BLASTER: But you said that was the most adorab-
MP: I only said that to annoy the guys.
B: Ah.
MP: (hits Forrest in the face with pie and vanishes.)
(December 5, 2014 - 9:48 am)