*You're in class, wondering why your life is so weird.*
Lydia: AHEM! Eyes up front, look at ME!
You: Yes your royal highness '-'
Lydia: What was that?
You: Nothing, nothing at all...... :(
*The Janitor rolls by your room.*
Janitor: Picking up trash! :D
Lydia: Shut up and get out of here old man, you're underpaid and you look like you shop at Goodwill!
Janitor: :( BUT THIS SHIRT WAS HALF OFF AT GOODWILL :(
Lydia: OUT! There's too much trash in the world, you're just another trash bag!
Janitor: Bye! :(
You: Wait... I think I have a donation :)
*You sneak up behind Lydia and throw her in a bag.*
Lydia: EEEEK! Get me out!
You: Here you go Janitor :)
*The Janitor takes Lydia and rolls away.*
Lydia: YOU. CAN. NOT. GET. RID. OF. ME!
You: Looks like I just did. BYE!
Lucy: I may be trash, but at least I'm the golden one.
Class: I've seen that meme way too many times...
Derek: Anyways, let's congratulate You for getting rid of her! You should be our new Teacher!
You: Me?
Whole class: YEAH YOU!
You: Okay :D First assignment- GIVE ME A PEDICURE!
*Class raises her hand.*
You: WHA? '-'
Class: Before we start... I lost my phone.. but I know where it is now..
You: Where?
Class: I accidentally threw it away in the garbage at lunch...
You: Oh. Field trip, to the dumpsters! :D
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