HanMan's: Boring Classes

Theater Class: Geeks Vs. Freaks

A/N: That's right! I know you guys have been waiting so long for more, i've just kept my mind on so many other things I didn't have time to finish and post. But I'm happy to say after many months of writting and having writers block, the next chapter is finally done! I hope you enjoy it!

The theater is nothing more than drama queens and jerks

No reason they should torture us with it, there are no perks

Its a horrible class, a pretentious teacher who drones on and on

Their failed acting career's is their medal they wear from dusk till dawn

Mrs. Lip is no better, she makes theater seem like more than it is

 "Acting is like life children. Do it right and its a whiz"

Everyone makes this class seem like its so fun!

But its just Mrs. Lip with her crappy acting and her stupid "pun"

"Remember kids. A plateau is a high form of flattery."

 Then finally the lunch bell would ring and she'd say, "Off! Go recharge the battery!"

 That was just another typical day which I could spend catching Z's

Instead I have to stay awake only to get a part in the play as tree's

But then the day came where it all turned around

The most interesting class ever had finally been crowned

It was mostly a typical day, we'd come in to the theater sit and face the stage

Mrs. Lip would come out and greet us and head backstage

Then she came out, with her hair all frizzy and her long dress all red

"Come up on the stage my children. Today we act!" she said

So we all got up from our seats and walked up and huddled around

"Quiet now children. Do not make a sound"

"Today we will do something fun, and cool"

"We shall have an improv battle, a one on one duel"

"Whoever shall win shall take the crowns as kings and queens"

"Put on your acting faces, and prepare yourself, for our scenes"

"Today's theme is love! So create your best characters now"

"Split into two groups and one by one, step forward, act, then take a bow"

Mrs. Lip let us choose our groups. Which was bull in my case

I got stuck with the freaking drama geeks, who go nuts all over the place

They overact, overdue, their just overly terrible, overly... bad

I'd rather be in the other group with the freaks, who wear black leather instead of plaid

The freaks all look the same, Mohawks, black hair, black clothes and pale

Magic cards, rings, chains, t-shirts with pentagrams, or devils with a spiky tail

They made Marilyn Manson look normal and quite under dressed

"This shall be magnificent, and absolutely fun!" Mrs. Lip stressed

And so it began, two groups facing each other on opposite sides of the stage

Brett, "Mr. king of the plays" came out all in a rage

"You cannot take my heart, for it is locked away!"

"I will not take this pain inside, it shall not stay!"

"You cowardice fiend, let me go from your grip!"

"I cannot endure you any longer, we are severed at the hip!"

I didn't understand one second of that weird little speech

This guy is so overdoing it, he might as well stand and preach

Lillyanne, one of the freaks, took to center stage

 "Your filth is the devil's work. You are a disciple of rage"

Lillyanne looked at Brett through her long black bangs

Her thick black eye shadow and lipstick, complimented her fangs

Brett just stood with shock and simply stared

He was befuddled, and the confusion left him impaired

He turned back with his eyes widened in fear

Lillyanne followed suit, and then center stage, Andy Heat starts to appear

"You all are freaks, and your make up makes you look like shit"

"Its time you stop looking like dead hobo's, and shut up and sit"

The crowd of geeks goes wild and announces in excitement, "oooo!"

The freaks look over and listen to the laughs and decide to go toe to toe

Drake or "D-don" as he liked to be called

Walked to the middle with rage and was ready to scald

"Your hypocrisy is laughable, your attitude is of a child"

"You all are nothing but horny monkey's, isolated in the wild"

"You act as though your kings but, you have neither the brains or means"

"You portray your manhood with pride, but secretly you're all queens"

"If you don't know what I mean i'll say plainly and tell you what"

"I'm saying you're all secretly wimps, who take it up the butt"

The freaks began to cause an uproar amongst them all

They laughed and cheered as if they caused the geeks to fall

Mrs. Lip began to shout, "Children! Children! Children! Lets keep it civil. Lets keep it cool"

"Don't fight each other, because you'll only make yourself the fool"

Brett looked over at Drake, with a blank less look he glared

He stepped out center stage again, the rage boiled as his nostrils flared

With one quick swing Brett punched Drake in the face

Causing drake to fall to his back as silence filled the entire place

Drake looked up at Brett with shock, and the geeks and freaks watched

Mrs. Lip was so shocked, she marveled at how her idea was totally botched

Without warning it began, the groups collided and clashed

Punches thrown left and right, as head by head were bashed

Mrs. Lip tried to dispel the fight, but her attempt was feeble

I stood back and didn't engage, laughing at these insane people

A fight began over nothing, but school politics and social class

I couldn't help but look at Mrs. Lip and think, "god I hope I pass"

I stood back and watched, and didn't have anything  to say

What started out as a shitty class, has turned into one epic day