Hazel's True Stories 6 - Quite Unexpected

Chapter 13

(Hey pooks. So I know that my true stories usually revolve around one theme, but today’s tales are quite... unexpected. You might want some popcorn for this. Or maybe not. Whatever.)

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(This occured on one of the last days of the school term.)

I had just been snacking on my recess, my stomach enjoying itself, when my friend (let’s call her Sop 3. Remember Sop 1 from another story guys?), Sop 3, informed myself, Kat, and An, about something horrifying.

“Remember that bake sale from a couple of weeks ago? Turns out that some year 11s put WEED (y’all, this is an actual DRUG we’re talking about here, not a plant) in the brownies. And I ATE a brownie.”

It was just a rumour, of course... But it had already spread around the school like wildfire (maybe I’m exaggerating here), and students all around didn't stop speculating and putting their heads together. And the fact that Sop 3 had actually experienced the aftereffects after eating her brown baked good made it very... probable.

“Scary... Thank goodness I didn’t eat the brownies.” - H.E.A.

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(This occured 3-4 weeks ago.)

Imagine showing up to your basketball class only for some kid your age teaching as a coach-in-training.

Whelp, that’s what happened to me.

AND I HATED IT. BECAUSE I WAS JEALOUS. YEAH GUYS, I KNOW. FEELING JEALOUS ISN’T A GOOD THING. BUT THAT’S NOT THE POINT.

I mean, he LITERALLY shot the ball into the hoop using a GOOSENECK from SUCH a far distance away. HOW???

So obviously, I spent the rest of the day bouncing my leg, wringing my hands, and tearing up a little. Which seems like a really dumb thing to do, yeah...

But when you think you’re not good enough, what else is there to do?

“Um, I don’t know Past-Hazel, tell a friend? Yup guys, as soon as I had access to HiH, I told my bestie basketball coach, and she super duperly gave me the best tips AND brightened my mood. IF YOU’RE READING THIS RIGHT NOW, THANK YOU!” - H.E.A.

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(And as for the grand finale... AN APRIL FOOLS PRANK FROM ONE YEAR AGO!)

“Hey, Cuz?” I got my cousin’s attention while he was finishing up his food before our simultaneous tuition classes. “You should probably go to the bathroom... We’re leaving for (name removed) soon.”

“Great idea sis!” And he innocently bounced away to the bathroom.

As soon as he did, I rushed over to the alarm clock in the living room. I quickly changed the time - 3:40 to 4:15. Our tuition started at 4:10.

I hurriedly whispered to my dad to play along when Mr Potato came back. “MR POTATO!” I cried. “DON’T YOU SEE THE TIME? WE’RE SO LATE! TUITION STARTED 5 MINUTES AGO!”

Mr Potato, being the gullible adorable softie he was, fell for my trick and rushed over to the shoe rack and started yanking his shoes on. My dad scolded the both of us for being inefficient, and then I cracked up, unveiling the joke.

“GAH, THE LOOK ON HIS FACE WHEN I TOLD HIM—” - H.E.A.

Written by Hazel Antler.
Edited by Hazel Antler.