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He was the quiet kid really.
We used to call him Randyyy, because one day our chorus teacher called him that. Now me and the boys in the class would just chant that name across the classroom for shits and giggles.
He didn’t say anything tho, he was the quiet kid.
One day when we were in math class on our laptops, I was sitting next to Randy. Our desks were next to each other, pretty far away from the rest of the class doing their delta math. For shits and giggles, I grabbed a pencil and started threatening to stab Randy with it, and I started saying, “come here” as I was moving the point of the pencil to Randy, he caught wind of it and holded on to the pencil. As me and him were now in a tug of war, but the opposite of that basically, instead of pulling we were pushing.
He was quivering as I knew I had the upper hand because he was really just 5’4 and I was 5’11 at the time. My strength overlapped his so I wasn’t using my full strength to be careful but Randy in the other hand, oh boi was he shitting his pants
We kept on negotiating what to do as the pencil was closing in on him, telling which one of us is gonna stop as I’m giggling
But in the end I stopped because our teacher would’ve caught wind of it
or maybe I think I stopped and gave him a sigh of relief and then continued with a scissor
I can’t remember
But yeah that was my memory of Randy, or Ryan as his real name
We used to call him Randyyy, because one day our chorus teacher called him that. Now me and the boys in the class would just chant that name across the classroom for shits and giggles.
He didn’t say anything tho, he was the quiet kid.
One day when we were in math class on our laptops, I was sitting next to Randy. Our desks were next to each other, pretty far away from the rest of the class doing their delta math. For shits and giggles, I grabbed a pencil and started threatening to stab Randy with it, and I started saying, “come here” as I was moving the point of the pencil to Randy, he caught wind of it and holded on to the pencil. As me and him were now in a tug of war, but the opposite of that basically, instead of pulling we were pushing.
He was quivering as I knew I had the upper hand because he was really just 5’4 and I was 5’11 at the time. My strength overlapped his so I wasn’t using my full strength to be careful but Randy in the other hand, oh boi was he shitting his pants
We kept on negotiating what to do as the pencil was closing in on him, telling which one of us is gonna stop as I’m giggling
But in the end I stopped because our teacher would’ve caught wind of it
or maybe I think I stopped and gave him a sigh of relief and then continued with a scissor
I can’t rememberBut yeah that was my memory of Randy, or Ryan as his real name
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knowing hes quiet
