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Vladim continued to laugh. "I just realized I must have sounded very dumb. I kept apologizing by saying the exact same thing." The whole situation he found amusing. Vladimir looked down at his t-shirt when the woman pointed at his shirt. "Well that's just great. My favorite shirt ruined. I swear I'm going to have an aneurysm..." Vladimir paused...he laughed a little, "Aneurysm is a Nirvana song." He finished lamely. "I'm a huge fan so I've learned to play the majority of their songs on my guitar. Kurt Cobain is an idol to me...incase you were wondering. He was a bit disappointed. He knew that the stain wasn't going to wash out, which wasn't a huge deal as Vladimir just bought the shirt at a Wal-Mart

Vladimir saw the dog he side step attempting to eat the chocolate brownies he had just landed on. "That's a very adorable dog." Vladimir said bending down to clean up the mess he had made. He opened the plastic box the brownies came in which still had a few smashed brownies inside. He started to place the other brownies that fell on the ground in the box. When he finished Vladimir stood up with the box of brownies in his hand. Vladimir felt a bit awkward, he didn't know any of the teachers that were with him. "I just realized I haven't properly introduced myself to you two. I don't believe we have ever met. I only came last year half way through the year. My name is Vladimir Kalkovich. I am from Moscow, Russia as you probably can tell from the accent. I guess you can say I fit the stereotype of a Russian." Vladimir said. He usually introduced himself in a joking manner. Vladimir continued to list of stereotypes ranging from being a communist to only drinking vodka. Vladimir spoke sarcastically assuming that the teachers were intelligent enough to pick up sarcasm.

Vladimir looked up at the sound of a voice asking for the people at the picnic to follow. It of course was Acacia. Vladimir glanced back at Seth and Celia. "It was nice metting both of you, but I am going to see what all the commotion is about." Vladimir petted Penelope, "Very nice meeting you as well Penelope." While walking over to where the group was gathering, Vladimir threw out his brownies. Vladimir spotted some familiar faces in the crowd. He walked over to the three people he instantly recognized, Jacob, Wren, and Julie. Vladimir slid in between Jacob and Wren and put his arms around their shoulders. "Hello my friends!" Vladimir smiled. "Jacob I've been meaning to talk to you about airsoft war, but that can wait." He smiled at Jacob. "You look like Elvis Presley in that uniform Jacob. Let me teach you how to play guitar and women will be all over you." Vladimir then directed his gaze towards Julie, "Hello! I hope you're doing well."

Vladimir then shut up as Acacia was explaining the dunk tank. Vladimir wanted to go up there. Sure he had some pretty nasty scaring on his chest and back; the cause being the acts his father committed. It didn't bother him that much. Vladimir always told himself, "Physical marks heal." After the Principle got dunked maybe he'd go up. "Who do you think is going to try to dunk Mr. Aldrin?" Vladimir asked his friends.

Alice saw from a distance a boy eat one of her brownies. A few other people grabbed some and put them on their plates along with sandwiches and fruit. Alice giggled. She couldn't wait to see the chaos go down. Of course when the teachers found out the brownies were spiked, she would say she saw Vladimir Kalkovich place them on the table. Nobody would suspect her...at least not yet. Alice just then had a brilliant idea. She went to the table where all the food was and grabbed a brownie. Alice noticed a large group gathering around Acacia. From a distance, Alice saw a dunk tank be revealed from underneath a tarp. "How Childish..." Alice murmured to herself. Walking over to the large group she listened to Acacia's speech. "Who cares about a stupid dunk tank? Better yet who would do that? You'll get wet and....ugh people are just so stupid." Alice found a few people from her grade in the crowd. She stood next to them and ate the brownie in her hand. "Oh wow! These brownies the Russia kid brought in Junior year are really good!" She exclaimed a tad bit to loudly. "You have to try one. I haven't had anything this tasty in a long ass time." Alice was sure her voice reached the people behind her as well. "Good...I want you dumasses to know it was Vlad, who brought these. Now spread that rumor around my bitches."

Speaking of Vladimir, Alice saw him up ahead. He was chatting to Jacob, Wren and Julie. "Jacob", she remembered, "was the first to eat the brownies. Being in JROTC, this could get really interesting. He's so pathetic...Why the fuck is he in the program? How did he get in? He's not tough at all. God." Alice walked away from the crowd not wanting to get involved with these stupid games. She went back to the food table in which she grabbed a sandwich and a few her homemade brownies. She went back under her tree and started to eat her food.

ReaptheMusic said
Pheh... I know how that feels... I was in a Miss America pageant last year. One of the judges apparently was extremely angry I didn't win; I believe the only reason I didn't was because the girl who had one had a bad history with her sister losing the pageant and going essentially crazy. So... I lost... because they were afraid that she would go crazy by not winning and not because of her actual credentials? HNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNnnnnnnnnnng.

I think a lot of competitions are like that. Judges vote for the person who should win and not who actually won.

On the bright side I did get 3rd speaker in Pre-lims so it's a big screw you to the girl I lost to. She didn't get a speaker award, and was a low seed in the finals rounds.

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