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:::class room:::
Mr.S: ok class, we have a very special new classmate! his name is Philip Chayi!
Philip walks in, he has a blue tank top that says "boys rule!" on it, he also has yellow shorts that have a green desine at the bottem, green tie shoes, and brown uneven very short hair that on one side it covered his eye.
Philip: please Mr.Simmons, don't call me Philip! call me Phil!
Mr.S: ok, now take your seat next to Gerald over there and we can get started!
:::after school:::
Arnold: hi Phil, I'm Arnold!
Philip: hey. well I got to go, it's time for my piano lesson.
Arnold: ok. hey want to come with me and Gerald to the arcade?
Philip: sure, I guess! but where is it?
Arnold: come by your house after your piano lesson and we'll pick you up!
Philip: k! my house is on (I don't know what street Arnold lives on so whaever street that is)
Arnold: wow so is mine!
:::after Philip's piano lesson:::
Philip: where are they?
Arnold: we're here finally! a few of our other freinds wanted to go too...this is Helga, Pheobe, Sid, Stinky, and Harold.
Philip: uh, hi! now lets go!
Harold: can we stop to eat first, I'm hungry!
Gerald: you're always hungry!
Helga: yeah, pink boy!
Philip: CAN WE JUST LEAVE ALREADY!
every one stared at Philip.
Philip: what?
Arnold: yeah, lets go. Phil, do you have a bike?
Philip: yeah, but it's downstairs. I'll just walk!
Arnold: ok, but if you're sure, because we could always get it if you want to!
Philip: thats ok, I just want to get as far away from my three sisters as possible! one is a little miss perfect, one is just confused, and the other is three! I gotta get out of here!
Arnold: ok!
they leave.
:::at the arcade:::
Arnold: so you said that you have three sisters...
Philip: yeah, first there is Kimia! she is so weird! she doesn't care about any thing but how she looks! then there is Emerald, she is sssssssssoooo annoying because she always has to be perfect, I mean she is only 12 and she is already in 10th grade! then my little sister Tani, well lets just say she is in her terrible twos a little late, the reson why I say that is because once she took my whole bowl of cereal and dumped it on me!
Arnold: wow, so how old is Kimia?
Philip: same as Emerald, 12 1/2
Arnold: wow, are they twins?
Philip: only in age! they don't look a thing alike! Kimia has my hair color and Emerald has yours!
Arnold: cool, I've never known twins! can we meet them later?
Philip: sure if you want to but if you can't stand perfect people STAY AWAY!
Helga: oh, footballhead can stand them, he has a crush on one!
Philip: is that true?
Arnold: yeah...her name is Lila!
Helga: so Phil-ip you have a perfect sister too?
Philip: ITS PHIL NOT PHILIP! yeah I do, she is better then me at piano, at school, and many more things!
Helga: wow, that sounds just like Olga! (thinking) this kids not half bad!
:::they leave the arcade and go to Phil's house:::
Phil's mom: who are your freinds Philip?
Philip: mom, its Phil not Philip, this is Arnold, Gerald, Helga, Pheobe, Sid, Stinky, and Harold.
Phil's mom: oh, hello! my name is Angelica!
voice from upstairs: mom is it Angela?
Angelica: no its your brother and his freinds Kimia!
Philip: you mean Angela still isn't here? (worried)
Arnold: you look worried, whats wrong?
Philip: no, no, no! she is going to go crazy if Angela doesn't get here soon! (he began to shake)
Arnold: are you ok?
Philip: (shaking more now) Kimia can't decide, she wants Angela to help, she calls her 3 hours ago!
Arnold: uh, decide what?
Philip: (shaking even more) what dress to ware to the dance! (he was kinda walking aroud like as if he was dizzy)
Arnold: um, Angelica, I think he is going to faint!
just like Arnold had said, Philip fainted.
Angelica: oh dear. he always does that when he hears that Angela is late because once Kimia was so mad because Angela was late she beat him.
Arnold: thats awful!
Pheobe: oh my!
Philip wakes up.
Philip: sorry about that, Kimia just scares me!
Angelica: hey, you guys want to come to the recital?
Arnold: whats that?
Philip: (brings them invites) here!
Arnold: (reads the invite) sure! uh oh, its time for me to go home, see you tomarrow!!
Philip: yeah!
:::next day:::
Mr.S: class, we have another special new studant, her name is Mabel Procter.
Philip's eyes get bigger, his mouth opens, and he drops his pencil.
Philip: M...M...Mabel is in my class?
Arnold: do you know her?
Philip: (dreamaly) yeah, (now normaly) uh, I mean yeah, I know her.
Mabel walks in, she has shoulder length strait black hair, a blue-green t-shirt, pink shorts, blue-green socks, pink slip on shoes, and frecles.
Mabel: *gasps* Phil? your in this class?
Philip: yeah so what frecle face?
Mabel: *frowns* you never change do you?
Philip: nope! Phil Chayi never changes! *laughs*
Mabel: why not?
Mr.S: take your seat Mabel, and we'll get started.
Philip throws a spitball at Mabel, Mabel turns around and glares at him.
:::at lunch:::
Arnold: what was that?
Philip: what was what?
Arnold: you were picking on Mabel!
Philip: so what?
Arnold: why? how long have you known each other?
Philip: too long! ever since pre-k!
Arnold: wow, thats a long time!
Mabel walks by Philip with a plate full of food, and Philip trips her so her face lands in her food.
Mabel: *gets up* oh well (walks away).
Arnold: why do you do that to her? its exactly what Helga does to me! (walks away, and walks beside Helga and she trips him and laughs) (walks back) see! and maybe if you told me why you do it to Mabel I could find out why Helga does it to me!!!
Philip: ok, I hate her! the way those dumb frecles look like a conect-the-dots game, and I hate how she acts!
Arnold: oh, brother! (walks away)
Philip: (whispering to himself) that was a close one!
Arnold: man Gerald, I thought I was the only kid that got that much bullying out of another kid, poor Mabel!
Gerald: well, maybe Helga and Philip will start hanging out together so then you won't get as much bullying, and neither will Mabel!
Arnold: maybe Gerald, but I don't think they have even noticed each other yet!
:::over at Philip's table:::
Philip: hey, I can't believe that I'm not the only kid that picks on one kid in perticular!
this other boy at the table that knew Philip: maybe she likes Arnold since you like Mabel.
Philip: no, that can't be.
boy: just a thought!
Philip: can you go get me a chocolate pudding?
boy: ok, fetching!
Philip: oh brother, look at Mabel, just siting there like she doesn't know what I'm going to do to her! *laughs*
Mabel: *sighs* why does Philip pick on me so much?
girl that Mabel knows: I don't know Mabel! ick, this is the worst food ever!
Mabel: my mom isn't the best cook, she is to busy to actully get it right!
girl: oh come on Mabel, she isn't that busy! just because she is always at work or looking at her pictures doesn't mean she has no time for anything else!
Mabel: Emma, I didn't say that!
Emma: oh, heh heh heh! (runs off somewhere)
Mabel: *sighs* I'm going to go get something to drink.
just then Philip got his chocolate pudding, and flung it at Mabel.
Mabel: hey! Philip!
Philip: *laughing out loud* ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! look at her! ha ha ha!
Mabel: *sighs* (walks off twords the bathroom) oh well, he just does to hide insacuritys!
Arnold: (thinking) look at that? man, poor Mabel, I know exactuly how she just felt!
Philip: (thinking) why am I so mean to her? why can't I just show her the REAL Phil Chayi! rrrrrrrrr that makes me so mad at myself! (hits his head against the table) ow, ok, that won't make me stop. hhhhmmm.
Gerald: mmm mmm mmm, thats exactlly what Helga does to you!
Arnold: yeah, I know. and I thought that Phil was a good person (gets a sad look on his face and looks at the table)
Helga throws a spoon at Arnold.
Arnold: rrrrrrrrrrr...oh well! *sighs*
Helga: ha ha ha! oh man, footballhead sure is gullable isn't he Pheebs?
Pheobe: yeah, he is Helga.
:::after school:::
boy: hey Phil!
Philip: what Kenton?
Kenton: aren't we going to go to my house to study?
Philip: not today Ken, I just want to go home.
Kenton: you, want to go home?
Philip: yeah, so what?
Kenton: its just I thought you hated being at home!
Philip: well today I want to go home! (he heads home)
:::at Philip's house:::
Philip: (runs upstairs into his room and slams the door) fewf, I got away! now..........aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh! (Tani was in there ripping up some of his stuff) TANI CHAYI!
Tani: hee hee, Philp look funny!
Philip: get out!
Tani: no! hee hee!
Philip: MOM!
Angelica: what is it Philip honey? oh, Tani Chayi, I'm sorry Philip, I thought she was taking a nap!
Philip: (in a weird voice) "I thought she was takeing a nap!"! mom, just take her and get out please! and I'm Phil, not Philip!
Angelica: Philip Maslen Chayi (uh oh, he is in trouble, his mom used his middle name) you don't talk to your mother like that! you're grounded! (she took Tani and all the stuff that Philip writes in)
Philip: I'm sorry mom, I just had a bad day! please give me back my papers!
Angelica: ok then, you can't watch wrestlemainia! (walks out and slams the door behind her)
Philip: oh man, its either my papers or wrestlemainia? no contest! papers for sure! *sighs*
:::in Philip's room:::
Philip: (writing on a peice of paper) I may be mean and naste on the outside, on the inside I'm so soft I hide, oh my sweet angel, please let me tell you if I'm able, my true secret! I still remember that one day when we met, that was the best day of my life, until the day you'll be my wife! *he sighs*
he hears a knock on the door.
Philip: what is it?
Emerald: I'm coming to colect laundry!
Philip: (picks up his laundry, opens the door hands it to Emerald, and slams the door) is that it?
Emerald: no, I also wanted to check your homework for you, make sure my little brother does it right!
Philip: uhhhhhhhhh....ok come in its on the bed! rrrrrrrrrrrr.
Emerald: (jumps onto hs bed and reads his "homework") all this is is a poem?
Philip: (his eyes grow huge, he runs over grabs the poem, and runs over to the destto put it down) sorry, its in *pant pant* the bag! *pant pant*
Emerald: oh, ok! (she checks it) these are all corect! (she runs over and hugs him) I have to go tell mom! (she runs downstairs)
Philip: that was ssssooooo close!
:::the next day at school:::
Philip was picking on Mabel and Helga was picking on Arnold.
Philip: haa haa haa haa haa!
Mabel: (turns around in her chair and sees a spitball fall from her hair) man, not again! (shakes her hair out and several spitballs fall out)
Arnold: look at that Gerald! poor Mabel!
Gerald: Arnold, that happens to you all the time!
Mr.S: now its time for me to pass out the grades for poetry! there are two really special ones that I'm going to read aloud because they were the best ones. the first one is by someone that wishes to be named anonumous (Philip and Helga sink down in their chairs): I may be mean and naste on the outside, on the inside I'm so soft I hide, oh my sweet angel, please let me tell you if I'm able, my true secret! I still remember that one day when we met, that was the best day of my life, until the day you'll be my wife! the next one the person also would like to be known as anonumous: (he says one of Helga's poams)
Philip: (thinking) oh my, he said my poam? every one will know its me! or they might think its Harold! I hope they think its Harold!
Arnold: (thinking) man, Mr.Simmons sure says alot of poams by anonumous! I wonder who writes them?
:::lunchtime:::
Philip: (pushes Mabel down) oops! sorry Mabel! I didn't mean to do that! (smirks) let me help you up! (grabs her hand, and helps her up) there! (pats her back so hard she falls again) oops! *laugh* (leaves)
Mabel: that Philip! rrrrrrrrr! he'll never stop bugging me! (gets up) I never did anything to him! in fact, I allways was nice to him! I even kinda liked him when we first met, but he hated me from the start! (walks over to her table)
Emma: hey Mabel! why are you covered in pudding?
Mabel: (madly) hhhhhmmmm, lets see, I think it happend when Philip knocked me down!
Emma: sorry! I just wanted to know!
Mabel: no, I'm the one that should be sorry Emma...I shouldn't get so mad! he just does that cause he wants to keep his reputation.
Emma: sure he does! I say he hates you. but that's just me! (walks away)
Mabel: *sigh* why can't he be nice for once in his life!
Arnold: (walks up behind Mabel) uh, hi!
Mabel: (stareled, and turning around) who are you?
Arnold: I'm Arnold! I've been noticing how much Philip has been picking on you...and it bothers me.
Mabel: you're not the only one it bothers!
Arnold: there is someone I know that picks on me just as much as Phil does to you...you want to help me try to find out why Helga picks on me and why Phil picks on you?
Mabel: sure! I'd love to help you!
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