• One dark night on career day, 3 people ran into each other. “Oh my god! Jennifer is that you?” “Ali! I haven’t seen you in years!” “Hey don’t forget about me!” “Hanna? Hanna!” Ali glommed onto Hanna and Jenny asked, “So how’s Jesse been?” “Good. What about Aaron?” “He’s great!” “Don’t even go there.” Ali said darkly. “Why? What happened?” “Austin’s back with Angelica.” “Awe… that sucks.” “Damn straight it does!” “Watch your language Ali. Whispers there was children present.” “Shut up Jen.” “Don’t tell Jen to shut up Ali!” “That goes double for you Hanna!” “But we just ran into each other again!” They whined to Ali. “Fine. Whatever.”

    “All right! All right! Everybody quiet down! Jimmy that means you!” “But Miss Larson….” “SHUT UP AND SIT DOWN YOUNG MAN!” The scared little boy sat in the nearest seat, which happens to have his best friend in it. “Sorry dude.” “That’s ok. She scares me too sometimes.” Hanna, Ali, and Jenny all chuckled to themselves and took their seats on the stage in the gymnasium of Latterdale High. “All right. As I was saying… JIMMY STOP SHOOTING PAPER FOOTBALLS AT THE FRESHMEN STUDENTS!!!” Miss Larson cleared her throat and continued, “As you know today is career day and these lovely, kind-hearted people behind me took time out of their busy schedules just for ungrateful little mongrels.” “Whoa. That was kind of cold.” Jen whispered to Ali. “But I love it!” Ali whispered back happily. Hanna looked from Ali to Miss Larson and then at Jen. “She has the anger of a…” “WOULD YOU SHUT UP SO I CAN FINISH MY SPEECH!!!” They all stared at Miss Larson and just blinked. “Thank you.” She said in a very sweet, nice old lady next-door kind of way. “That is just eerie.” “You’re tellin’ me.” Ali and Hanna said to each other. “As you know today or rather tonight is career night. These lovely people will now talk about their jobs and then you may ask some questions. Um…Hanna uh…. how do you pronounce your last name?” ‘Sandpaper.’ Ali coughed. Hanna glared at her and said, “Sanders.” “Ah. Hanna Sanders please come forward.” Hanna walked forward, up to the microphone. “I’m Hanna Sanders and Miss Larson just pointed out.” “What’s your job?” Miss Larson asked. “I’m a professional hobo.” “HUH!?” “Yes. I’m a professional hobo…” “And assassin!” Ali yelled. “HEY! YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO LEAVE THAT OUT YOU STUPID STALKER!” “HEY ITS NOT EVEN MY TURN YET! DON’T TELL THEM WHAT MY JOB IS BEFORE IT MY TURN! THAT RUINS THE FUN!” “I’LL GET YOU ALI!” Hanna lunged at Ali, tackling her to the ground. Jenny calmly walked up the mic and said, “I’m sorry about that.” “WET WHOA WOVE MUY MOWTH!” “WHAT WAS THAT ALI? I COULDN’T HEAR YOU!” “I SAID LET GO OF MY MOUTH YOU OVER GROWN FRUIT!” “What?” “HA!” Ali tackled Hanna behind a curtain and they disappeared, only to hear the occasional, “THAT HURT!” or “WHAT THE HECK? WHERE DID YOU COME FROM?” or “AHHHH!” Jenny looked down and said, “My name is Jenny Caputo. And I’m a professional paper folder.” “Is there such a thing as a paper folder?” Miss Larson asked. “Yes…. Obviously” Jen muttered. “Like origami?” “No like I fold notebook paper.” “Why?” Jimmy asked. “BECAUSE I CAN!” “HANNA YOU BETTER STOP RIGHT NOW!” “OR WHAT? YOU’LL HIT ME WITH A STICK?” Ali’s eyes shifted around the room and then she said, “Maybe…” “Weird.” “HA!!” Ali dove under a table to grab a box. “Ali. Put the box down.” Hanna said as she backed away. “NEVER!”
    This has been a random rant courtesy of animeluver123123