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This is based on a true story, no word of a lie; okay so my dialogue wasn’t as cool but that’s why they call it artistic license! Read on dear reader... The names in this story have been altered to protect the innocent (it’s also a funny way of looking at the situation and otherwise the title would make no sense either)... and I always wanted to be Mr X; okay I get close... Teacher Y sees student X in the corridor. “X, is there any chance that I could have a word with you?” “Certainly Mr Y,” replies student X. Teacher Y, who thinks himself trendy and cool with the students – don’t all art teachers think that – ushers student X into an empty classroom. “There seems to be some... friction in my form class, X... I was wondering if you knew anything about it?” Student X is in the year above Teacher Y’s form class but is friends with a number of students in the form. “Well... there has been a little bit of ... how shall I put this... matters of the heart...” “Go on,” says Teacher Y. “Just to keep things anonymous...” Teacher Y nods in agreement. “Well... it seems that A likes B and A asked B out. However, after A and B's date it seems that B didn’t like A as much as A liked B... with me so far?” Teacher Y nods in an uncertain manner. X carries on regardless, “So where A really likes B but B isn’t so keen on A, this unfortunately means that B tells A let’s just be friends. These things happen and in the best of all possible worlds this is how the story should end with A and B going their separate ways and onwards to greater and better things!” “This isn’t what happened though I guess?” interjected Teacher Y. “No. A is a really popular lad, don’t get me wrong; so is B as well, though not a lad of course; but you know what I mean! A’s friends however, in particular C, think there must be something wrong with B for not liking A as much as they do... I don’t think C likes A in the way that A wanted B to like him or for that matter wants A to like her; C that is in the way A likes B...” X pauses looking at Teacher Y to see if he is keeping up. “Okay...” replies Teacher Y in a non-committed sort of way. Student X smiles in a patronising way (thinks to himself that these old people [Y is probably only in his early thirties] really have no idea) and continues, “so C tells D,E,F,G,H and probably I and J as well that B must like Qs if she doesn’t like B. The alphabet being what it is, soon D,E,F,G,H and probably I and J have told K, L, M,N, O and P that B really likes Qs!” Teacher Y opens his mouth to say something and thinks better of it. “Eventually the rest of the alphabet gets to hear that B likes Qs and is in fact a Q herself... alas C had decided to state her suspicions using that wonderful community notice board; the back of a seat on the school bus... all in the normal randomness of the universe this would not be an issue.” X pauses for dramatic effect, while Teacher Y begins to wonder, 'I should have left |
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Awesome!!!
