@LoneRabbit knows this story... but I need to vent.

Okay, to the story.

My art teacher is in the Navy Reserve, and was leaving on orders for a month. Me and my 'art kids' friend group were upset because this teacher is awesome. He is very big on projects and doing, rather than guided lessons and studying. We still had quizzes and assignments, but you REALLY had to be trying to not get a 90 or above on them.

So, the first week back from winter break, his last week before leaving. I decide to get a card for kids to sign, but, me being me, waits 'till Thursday to buy said card, and I was missing half of school that day for choir. I decide to pass it off to my friend (she better be reading this, but I won't call her out. You have to do some legwork!) who I will call Brille. She passes it off to a kid who has art earlier in the day than her. Let's call him  Dummkopf(google translate saved me for this one.). He failed this simple assignment in spectacular fashion.

I do my thing for choir, go to history, then choir class, then PE, where I meet up with Brille. I get in trouble for wearing jeans, sit out, then go outside and play four-square. We go in because it is raining, and sit around. Brille asks me to send a text to Dummkopf to have him give her the card in the hallway for her class to sign. That is when it goes downhill.

Dummkopf responds no. Not to be defiant, no. He lost the freAKIN' CARD! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Ya' know the cherry on top? He had the teacher sign it. He knew what the card was for, and he had...the teacher...sign it. GRRRRRRRR.

After school, I go to the art room to say goodbye to the art teacher, since I don't have his class this semester and wanted to tell him the card was from me. He understood and laughed at the stupidity of my fellow student.

a/n My mystery friend, if you want to translate the names for the not-bilingual people of the world, feel free.