Politically Incorrect Drabble!!
March 31st, 2011
Roosevelt High School, Seattle, WA
"You racist bitch!" Sandra yelled, pounding on the door to her science classroom. "You can't just keep throwin' me outta class! I'm here to get my education!"
"Sandra," a voice said levelly. She closed her eyes for a moment, growled...then turned to face the one person in the school who had already shown he could growl better than anyone.
She wasn't impressed. "What?!"
"Office. Now."
"She keeps throwin' me outta class!"
"You keep disrupting the class. That's how it works."
"Whatever," she said, grabbing her backpack, "you're just takin' her side 'cause you're hate black people, too."
Evan couldn't resist. "Wonder if my black wife would agree with that?" he smirked.
Sandra looked at him like he'd grown another head. "Please," she said as she stormed past. "Only way a bitch would marry you is if she was hella drunk."
Roosevelt High School, Seattle, WA
"You racist bitch!" Sandra yelled, pounding on the door to her science classroom. "You can't just keep throwin' me outta class! I'm here to get my education!"
"Sandra," a voice said levelly. She closed her eyes for a moment, growled...then turned to face the one person in the school who had already shown he could growl better than anyone.
She wasn't impressed. "What?!"
"Office. Now."
"She keeps throwin' me outta class!"
"You keep disrupting the class. That's how it works."
"Whatever," she said, grabbing her backpack, "you're just takin' her side 'cause you're hate black people, too."
Evan couldn't resist. "Wonder if my black wife would agree with that?" he smirked.
Sandra looked at him like he'd grown another head. "Please," she said as she stormed past. "Only way a bitch would marry you is if she was hella drunk."