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NomyCake said:
Since this was the best día of my life, I will just copy and paste this whole story down.
My best friend bought sticky notes.
I was reeaaally hyper that día for some reason.
We were in health class, the segundo to the last class of the school day.
She told me to draw stuff on the sticky notes so she could decorate her locker with them, and all of a sudden I just started giggling and dicho "KATIE! WE SHOULD PUT A STICKY NOTE ON MY FOREHEAD!!"
And Katie was really hyper, too, so she was just like "OKAY! What should we put on it."
After a few segundos of "thinking", I half-yelled "THE NUMBER 8!"
So we drew the number 8 on a sticky note and stuck it on my forehead. Everyone in the class was staring at me and asking me why I had the number 8 on my forehead and I got to explain my number obsession for two segundos before Katie stopped me.
And we made a bet that if I kept the whole thing on for the rest of the day, she would give me a quarter and a penny.
So we made the bet, and after class was over everyone in the hallway were staring at me and Katie and I were just laughing like idiots, then my other best friend, Jessica, just runs up to us, sees the 8, and collapses on the floor laughing before any of us says anything.
So after the three of us had a wordless laughing fit, I was off to Spanish class.
Everyone in the class just stares at me while I try and give them an explanation as to what the hell was going on. Which nobody really understood even after I was done explaining.
And then my Spanish teacher walks in, looks at me, and asks "Hannah... why... do tu have the number 8 on your forehead?"
So I explained it to her, she laughed, and let me keep it on my forehead for the rest of class.
And then we were about to play some game and she
had to separate the board in half with a line, but the line was freaking crooked and she wouldn't let me fix it even after I got on my knees and begged and I almost started crying...
And then after that we had a quiz, and she handed the examen papers to me and announced "Hey, everyone, be quiet as The Number 8 passes out your examen papers!"
I paused for a moment and I could feel my lips form a wide grin as I asked, "The Number 8? Did tu just call me The Number 8?!"
And she nods and says "Yes, that is your classroom nickname for the rest of the year."
I jumped for joy and danced around the room as I passed out the papers and I think everyone thought I was high.
And apparently there's another Soul Eater fan in my class because I swear that I heard someone call me Death the Kid under their breath.
It was the best día of my life, and I'm not joking when I say that. XD
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