Date: 10/4/2017
By drunchee
I come up from lunch to the upstairs 3rd floor but the school has that dark brown wood floor like at the old grade school. For some reason I have a Can with a string on it so I roll it to Mrs Baez and Parker Smith. Baez picks it up and doesn’t act mad, instead laughs while confusingly unraveling the string from the Can. To seem innocent, I ask Parker if he’d studied for the test and he says yes. The other members of my Spanish class come up the steps, including Allie. She rolls a Can to be funny and Mrs Baez isn’t mad but I don’t want her to start getting mad at me for starting this whole Can rolling thing so I tell Allie to throw the Can away. In class itself, two upperclassmen people start throwing and rolling the Can to each other before class could start. The room was not the normal Spanish room btw. It looked like the old art room and was dim. A kid climbs up to the ceiling, goes inside the ceiling, and while up there hits a midair can that was thrown by someone from below down to the ground to laughter and applause. I realize I’ve started a whole new fad so I leave the room for a breather. I glance in other classrooms and see rooms with no teachers but full of Seniors rolling and throwing so many cans around that there’s wizzing sounds everywhere. I then go back to Spanish and see that Xavier is on a chair shirtless and I realize it’s just chaos.