[Thursday, Registration]
There was a strange topic floating around the whole of the classroom this morning, personally, I think rumours suck, although I do enjoy hearing them, even though they can be very destructive, they are still fun.
“So…. Did you hear?”
Ethan sat down at his chair initiating the conversation immediately, that’s how big this rumour had gotten.
“I’ve heard ancient whispers but nothing concrete. What do we know?”
“I heard that guy is coming back.”
“That guy?”
“That guy!”
“That guy?”
“That guy!”
Ethan and I stared into each other, the stare was so intense that rumours say a tornado had appeared inside the classroom causing a nationwide evacuation.
“HEY GUYS!”
And here is the tornado; time to evacuate…
Sean charged through the door arriving as late as usual.
“So…. Did you hear?”
I’m getting a strange sense of deja vu.
“I’ve heard ancient whispers but nothing concrete.” Ethan stole my line from earlier.
“Pars is coming back….”
Pars was supposedly someone in our class, they have been in since the start of Year 7 and hasn’t shown up since, they pass all their exams and hand in all their homework on time, naturally, weird rumours started to take shape. People started to try and figure out their identity. They were handing in their homework somehow. The class got so deep into it that if anyone could find out his identity and take a picture of him then they would win £300. That’s a lot of money for a guy like me.
“We’ve prepared ourselves for this moment, if one of us gets that photo, we all split the money three ways.”
We all agreed to help each other and split the money regardless of which one of us got it.
So far the closest anyone has come is hearing him talk to a teacher, at least, we think it’s a him. Reports said they had a very deep voice.
The only problem with trying to find his identity was we didn’t know where to start. People had tried to look for him on the school’s database while teachers weren’t looking but they don’t have a picture or even a complete name.
“Where do we start?” I asked.
“I have no idea, we don’t even know if they will appear today, it’s just a stupid rumour.”
“Well, let’s gather the facts. Sean, what we got.”
“Well, Owen it’s rather simple” Sean was imitating a sports announcer as if trying to be funny. “We have absolutely zero, that’s right zero, facts on this guy. We do however have several rumours!”
Joining in on Sean’s act Ethan jumps in.
“Well, then Sean let’s hear them!”
“First we believe that the colour of their hair changes often, we believe it to be currently blue but were once sure it was red. Another rumour is we believe him to be under 5ft. A very small human indeed.”
“I heard a rumour they are part of a gang.” I added.
“Shush! Owen, we are being serious here. Carry on Sean.”
“Secondly, we believe they are in a gang, reports of people running around dressed as superheroes have been going around helping the elderly but secretly stealing from them whilst they aren’t looking.”
THAT’S WHAT I SAID! ALSO WHAT’S WITH THAT DESCRIPTION??
“I also heard that, means it must be true.”
“We also believe that they donate blood on the weekends.”
What’s with all these strange rumours, someone who beats up the elderly but donates blood?
“I did indeed hear that one, my fellow friend…
I heard that he celebrates Christmas on Halloween because he is scared of Santa.”
Ok there is no way anyone would believe that
“I see… Makes sense Santa is pretty scary.”
Is this for real?
At this point anything people say will just be accepted, maybe I’ll try joining in on this.
“I heard he saved a cat from being hit by a truck and stopped the truck with only his left hand…”
Ethan and Sean stared at me in silence.
“There is no way that happened. you idiot!”
“Yeah, you idiot! He would have been sent to another world if he was to be hit by a truck, Idiot.”
“GOSH! Owen I’m starting to believe you didn’t really hear any of that and just made it up on the spot! DO YOU EVEN WANT TO FIND THIS GUY?!?”
Ethan Snapped. He was serious about this, like a detective trying to figure out the person that killed their life long partner.
“S-sorry, I’ll keep quiet” I said sinking back into my chair.
“Anyway Sean continue, what’s the next rumour.”
“I hear he has a massive Di…”
“WOW WOW SEAN CALM DOWN… KNOWING HOW BIG HE IS WON’T HELP US FIND HIM”
Sean’s comment caused the room to go quiet.
Weird, I thought we were talking rather quietly.
“Let’s keep it PG, hey Sean?”
“R-right, my bad. But rumour says he is seriously packing.”
Scribble
“Ok ok, we don’t need to know any of this…” Ethan shot him down.
“But I heard he is bigger than 7 inches…”
Scribble Scribble
“7 inches you say?” Ethan was no intrigued, trying to work out how big seven inches was with just his fingers. “Hang on I think I’ve got a ruler.”
“NO NO NO… Let’s stop this and move on. IT’S JUST A RUMOUR, RIGHT?”
“Sean, we appear to be offending Owen so let’s move on…”
Scribble Scribble
“Do you guys hear that noise?”
“What noise?”
OH NO
At some point, while we were talking everyone else in the room stopped, forcing our conversation to be heard by the entire classroom.
I turned around to see everyone in the class with pencils in their hands eagerly taking notes on the conversation we were having; full of undescribable drawings and measurements like a science report trying to uncover the true size.
I turned back around in my chair slowly and sank even lower in embarrassment, Ethan and Sean didn’t seem to care and were still happily discussing with very very graphic word choice.
…I suddenly don’t want to meet this Pars guy anymore.
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