Trevor and I.

so, me and my buddie, trevor, go way back.
trevor is a lanky guy with large rimmed glasses, and short cropped orange hair. he still has braces, and walks with a limp because of one of our attention grabbing schemes. me, well, im just the dude that can grow an alright mustach, but not really cuz its still blond. (which makes NO sense, cuz my hair is brown. i think my parents got confused and put my face genes in the wrong place or something.)

it all started in primary. the main reason me and trevor got along was because we didnt have much to say to each other. you see, all the dudes and dudettes in primary like, hated trevor because he peed in the seats so much. this made him smell bad, and kids lost thier favorite seats sometimes. i remeber one day, actually, where trevor had a spelling quiz, and he was sooooo nervous. he just kept on peeing in different seats. dude, that cheesed off the other little tots. so like, everyone but me, is all, like, sitting in the corner and trying not to breathe. anyhow... the other kids didnt exactly like me either. probably because i had a brace headset about the size of alabama. well, it was more like just regular braces, but my little face looked so weird! like, dude, these things made me look like those gnarly little rodent things i had a bad run in with.
all this to say, me and trevor were fellow cast-outs. so now, when were preparing to go into grade eleven, we have a bit of history. like when we tried to get kids to like us by jumping off the school roof into a garbage pail. wow. that didnt work. JUST AS A SIDE NOTE: if you try to jump two stories into one garbage bin, while holding another dudes hand, two thing happen. first, everyone thinks your retarded, and like, NOT cool; and then you hit the ground with one leg in, and one leg out. ouch, that realllllly hurt. but there were good times too... like the time when.... no wait, that ended in pain aswell. nah, theyre all just times like that.
so now, going into grade eleven, and still having a bad rep, me and trev decided to try to do somehting to get the girls' attention for the new school year, and also get the guys to stop putting trevor in his locer upside down. hes good at stopping his nose bleeds from happening when hes in there over night, but its still a little annoying. ( im a bit more lucky when it comes to these things, becasue the dudes think im like, good at skatin g or something. but i can almost ollie properly now.) we decided to start a metal band. yeah,yeah, i know your all like, 'dude! you cant just do something like that, man!' but its totally reaonable. just check this out for a second.... i can play like, five chords on the guitar now, and trevor can play like, seven notes on the clarinet. only thing is, im not really sure like, how to pop the whole 'clarinet metal band' thing into it all. but were pretty sick. trevor was playing a C minor, and i grabbed my guitar, and decided to play the closest thing- C major. it got us that really gnarly pitchy metal clashing sound. dudes, its out there.

so now, we just have to get like, a bassist or something. maybe a drummer. i guess by then we could kick out trevor and make him be a water boy or somthing like that. we would let him come on tour with us to europe. yeah, so were just gonna play this one by ear. man, were gonna kill this years battle of the bands!