The Bad Report Card

Characters:

Ms Coleman: smart, and caring and mom style Middle School Mathematics teacher

Lisa Willams: Single disciplinarily mother of two kids early 30’s.

Bryce: Student, struggling in mathematics and scared for his final grade. 12.

Brianna: sister twin sister of Bryce, Student, smart, 12.

Time: 9:00am.

Place: Classroom & at Home.

Grade: Middle School.

Prop: mathematics quiz and report cards

Ms. Colman: Good-morninggg class, as you know today is report card day! Some of you guys did well, some didn’t lol, I will be handing them out at the end of today.

Bryce: Dammit,

Ms. Coleman: Watch your mouth before I call home today

Bryce: okay chill you got you got it!

Brianna: you remember what mom told us

Bryce: tell us what?

(Brianna looks into Bryce eyes with all seriousness to refresh his memory)

Brianna: if we come home with another bad report card, she going to whoop our ass.

Ms. Coleman: didn’t I tell yawl to watch mouths

Bryce: Not going lie Ms. Coleman I don’t think you know how serious this is if I don’t get a good final grade in your class.

Ms. Coleman: what’s going happen if that’s not the case for you?

Bryce & Brianna: our mom told us if we don’t bring home a good report card, she is going to kill us!!!!

Ms. Coleman: now, you guys should be fine, if you studied and completed all your assignments you should be fine!

(As Ms Coleman tries to calm Bryce’s nerves, he is still worried if he failed yesterday’s math quiz to really effect his final grade on his report card)

Bryce: hey sis, I think I failed the shit out of that multiplication test yesterday.

Brianna: what you mean you failed, we studied together.

Bryce: yes bro… I been struggling heavy with math, and I was lost in the sauce.

Brianna: why you never asked for help from Ms Coleman for tutoring:

Bryce: because I’m a stupid dumb ass that’s about to get whooped by mom

(Bryce begins to panic once his mom texted Brianna and told her that I need to see our report cards as soon as we get home.)

Brianna: mom-dukes just texted me and said we need to show her our report cards soon as we get home.

Bryce: Dammnit I might not come home today forget that

Ms. Coleman: alright guys it’s almost the end of the day and now it’s time to pass around you guys 3^rd quarter report cards. REMEMBER THESE GRADES ARE FINAL! And needs to be signed by your parent or guardian by tomorrow morning for class.

(Ms. Coleman proceeds to pass out report cards to everyone in class but once she gets to Bryce, his nerves are out this world

Ms. Coleman: Bryce are you doing, okay?

Bryce: I’m okay, I just want to see my final grade report Ms Coleman

Brianna: AHHHHHH I got straight A’s!!! Thank you so much for my grades, I studied and worked hard for this.

Ms. Coleman: congrats!!! Keep up the great work Brianna

Brianna: Bryce…

Bryce: what Brianna…

Brianna: what did you get on your quiz and what’s your final grade in math dip shit.

Bryce: I got a F on the quiz because I didn’t know what 10 times 2 and I got two F’s and 3 Ds on my report card

Brianna: you so stupid for that, that’s too easy, ten times two equals twenty dumb ass, Ms. Coleman explained this multiple times

Brianna: boohoo mom is going to beat for ass for this one.

Bryce: don’t call me a dumb ass, you get on my nerves.

Ms. Coleman: hey, enough you two, and Bryce I had to call home to your mom to let you know I’m really concern about your poor performance in class and following directions in class.

Bryce: wait you told my mom what?!

Ms Coleman: yep, I told her because I want to see a better version of yourself.

Bryce: welp I’m done for

(The school day have officially ended and it’s time for Bryce and Brianna to head over to bus to go home. This was the most stressful ride for Bryce knowing what his mom is doing do as soon as he walks in)

Bryce: Brianna, you think mom going whoop my ass when I show her this report card?

Brianna: I mean she did tell you do not come back in this house with another bad report card, or she is going beat your ass black and blue.

Brianna: Plus, Ms Coleman called her while being at work, knowing you know she hate her job lol.

Bryce: Can you go in the house first before me? Please

Brianna: no, you need to face this cause you got to learn someday.

(Bryce and Brianna have arrived at home and the heart of Bryce heart fell from his chest to his feet, when he noticed the door was already open with Lisa Williams with a large leather belt)

Bryce: Oh, my lord, please help me

Brianna: I’m sorry for you little bro, should of asked for help dumb ass

Lisa Williams: So, umm, how was school today Mr. Bryce?

(Says it in a tense and sarcastic voice)

Bryce: Today was good mom, I learned more in reading class today and had fun at recess.

Lisa Williams: THAT’S BULLSHIT, so why did I receive a phone call from Ms. Coleman today, that you can’t follow simple directions.

Bryce: uhm I don’t know

(Looking clueless to act nothing bad happen at school and don’t remember what Ms. Coleman told her)

Lisa Williams: matter of fact let me see them damn report cards because I know both of you got them today.

Brianna: here you go mom, I GOT STRAIGHT As!!

Lisa Williams: okay great job! You can have your favorite for dinner tonight, keep up the great work

Bryce: now mom, before you look at mine just understand.

Lisa Williams: BOY HUSH UP I don’t want to hear the nonsense let me see the damn report card.

Bryce: welp here you go…

Lisa Williams: two F’s and three Ds???????? Are you freaking serious, this is the same bull shit from last quarter what’s the damn problem with you?

Bryce: I don’t even care no more I’m about to drop out in high school any way just like you

Lisa Williams: boy, what the hell you just say to me? You done lost your everlasting mind.

Lisa Begins to whoop the living mess out of Bryce for what he said was the icing on the ass beating he was getting. His mom wanted better for her kids by not taking on her past mistakes when she was younger, then suddenly after the ass beating, Lisa starts disciplining him in other ways.

Lisa Williams: now since you want to get smart and think you big and bad, I’m taking that PlayStation until you bring them grades up and IM NOT PLAYING

Bryce: no mom please I’m sorry, I’ll take it back, I need my PlayStation to play 2k with my friends 

Brianna: I told you so

Bryce: Shut up Brianna before I beat your ass

Brianna: you just mad you can’t play the game no more until you bring them grades up bozo.

Lisa Williams: now Brianna, you better stop before I take that intend switch from you if you keep on.

Bryce: Can I at least Tv?

Lisa Williams: HELL NO, no Tv or PlayStation until them grades get brought up.

Bryce: but mom…

Lisa Williams: don’t mom me, I’m tired of this shit with you, im signing both of yawl report cards tonight to being to school tomorrow.

Lisa Williams: And BRYCE, if I EVER GET ANOTHER PHONE CALL FROM MS COLEMAN OR IF THESE ARE NOT BROUGHT UP BY 4^TH QUARTER, ITS ME AND YOU AGAIN PLAYBOY.

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