Soooo, I know phones probably weren't invented when BroZone was young, but I'll still add them in this story.
Enjoy the story.
Before Branch was born...
It was the third week of a new school year for the BroZone brothers. Less time to produce songs, more time to learn.
And since it wasn't the first week of school, there was homework for each of them.
Quick key on their grades:
Floyd: 5th grade
Clay: 6th grade
Spruce: 7th grade
John Dory: 8th grade
Time: 11:15 a.m. (end of second period)
Grade 8
History
The history teacher: Okay, class. Let's review what we learned today without looking at our notes. Who can tell me what the capital of France is?
The class: ...
JD was the only one with his hand raised.
Teacher: John Dory?
JD: The capital of France is Paris! Also where the Eiffel Tower stands. Not only that, but long ago, in about 494 CE, King Clovis the first was the one who chose Paris to be the capital of this wonderful country! Oh, and speaking of Clovis the first, he ruled for—
A random troll: UGGGGH, DO YOU EVER NOT KNOW SOMETHING IN HISTORY AND ALL OUR CLASSES!?!? 🙄🥱
JD: Shut up whoever said that. 😠
The troll was hushed.
😯
JD: And this is why I like being the nerd. 😏
Grade 7
Science
The science teacher was in the middle of working with the class on filling out a data table for an experiment on biology and genetics
The teacher: Alright, and what was the result for the cat with genes fF and ff?— Spruce what are you doing? 🤨
Spruce was checking out his beauty in a small mirror he brings with him literally EVERYWHERE.
Spruce: Oooh, that deep purple eyeshadow really fits me—
Teacher: Spruce put that mirror away and get your work done. I'm done with you doing the same thing in class every single day. 😤
Spruce: Oops my bad 😅
Most of the girls starting giggling and whispering to each other. It was indeed obvious they all had a crush on Spruce.
Grade 6
Math
The math teacher was letting the class start their homework before the bell rang for lunch.
Clay hadn't paid full attention in class and the teacher had to repeat his name about fifteen times.
Therefore he had no idea to do any of the math work.
Luckily there was this shy girl sitting right next to him who had a brain like no other student and got 100's in every single class.
He slowly stretched his neck and peeked at the problems she already solved. She noticed but didn't really make a move. She just continued working and basically let him cheat off her answers.
Once he got all of them (because the girl was fast), he looked left and right before pulling out one illegal material for school.
His cell phone.
He opened up his favorite video game and started playing with his sound off for the last three minutes left of class.
Only thirty seconds passed before he was interrupted.
Teacher: Clay put away that phone now.
Clay: Sorry miss.
He snuck it back in his pocket, but when the teacher looked back down to do her own work again, he smirked and pulled it out again.
This time two more minutes passed by (just a minute before the bell rang) that Clay was not caught.
Until...
Teacher: CLAY I'M ABOUT TO TAKE THAT PHONE AND SEND IT TO THE MAIN OFFICE! 😡😡😡
Clay: 😨
The rest of the class: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!!! 😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏
This time Clay put his phone away and didn't take it back out.
Grade 5
Language & Literature
Floyd was sitting at his desk with his head down, sobbing.
Why?
Two things.
One, even though he paid full attention in class, he was stuck on completing a short essay that counted as a project grade, worth 40%.
Two...
HE WAS GETTING BULLIED!?!? 😱😱😱
There was this one troll with medium purple skin, blue and green hair, and yellow pants sitting across from him calling him names.
I know, the bully is probably around Branch's age. I just planned to have him bully Floyd.
The troll: I bet your nanny doesn't really like you too much. 😏
Floyd: She's not my nanny, she's my grandmother! And she loves me and all my brothers! 🥺
The troll: Uh huh, sure. Well then I guess your brothers wish you were never born—
Floyd: Creek could you just leave me alone and let me work on my essay!? 😢
Creek: Sure and you don't even know what to write in your essay I bet.
Floyd: I-
Floyd then put his head down on his desk and began quietly sobbing.
During free time...
5th, 6th, 7th, and 8th grade were all outside for free time.
Floyd noticed Clay near the trees and ran up to him.
Floyd: Clay, could you help me please? I'm being bullied by this troll named Creek. 🥺
Clay: Sorry buddy, I have my own bully to deal with. 😞
Floyd: Who?
Clay: JD 👉🏻
John Dory, who was walking right by them, whipped around, clearly offended.
JD: WHO ARE YOU CALLING BULLY!? 😡
Clay: YOU TOLD ME I LOOKED LIKE A BANANA WHEN I TRIED ON LIGHT YELLOW FOUNDATION ONE TIME! AND YOU LAUGHED AFTER I TOLD YOU TO STOP! 😡😡😡
JD: OKAY IT WAS ONE TIME THOUGH!
Clay: STILL!
The two of them started arguing and chasing each other.
Floyd shook his head and moved on.
He paused when he noticed a few trolls styling the purple hair of a blue troll.
That troll was indeed Spruce.
Hesitant on how the other trolls would react to his appearance, Floyd carefully and bashfully walked towards them and called his brother's name.
Floyd: Umm, Spruce, am I bothering you right now? 👉🏻👈🏻
He expected him to tell him to wait until the trolls were done styling his hair, but he didn't.
Spruce: That's my little brother. Everybody out of the way.
Once the trolls cleared from the area, Spruce stood up and walked up to Floyd.
Spruce: Ay what's the matter? You seem a little scared.
Floyd: I- *sniffs* this purple troll with teal hair and yellow pants named Creek has been bullying me. He said some mean stuff to me and about grandma! 😭
He started sobbing into his older brother's arms. Spruce hugged him for a moment.
Spruce: I got your back, bro. Do you know where he is?
Floyd looked around, trying to catch sight of the mean troll.
It wasn't long until he spotted him.
Floyd: There! Over by the playground.
Spruce caught sight of where Floyd was pointing at and took his hand.
Spruce: Come with me, brother. I'll teach you what to do with bullies.
Floyd: What are you gonna do?
Spruce: Well bro, I wiLL Be As GeNtLe WiTh HiM aS pOsSiBLe...
There was obvious sarcasm in his voice, and Floyd could tell Spruce was up to something.
When they reached the benches, they ducked behind the one Creek was sitting at.
Spruce then pulled out something from his pocket.
Floyd: *whispers* Is that a... banana peel? 🍌
Spruce gave him a silent thumbs up. 👍🏻
Spruce: Watch this—
He carefully slide the banana peel under Creek's dangling feet.
They then patiently waited for Creek to stand up.
Creek: Well I guess I'm gonna go find an open swing now—
As soon as he took a step off the bench, his foot made contact with the banana peel and he slipped onto the ground.
Creek: HUH? 😵💫
Spruce then dashed out from behind the bench...
And punched him hard in the face.
Creek: OO– 😵😧
Spruce: Well well well, look what happens to the one who bullies my little brother. 😈
Creek: ...
Spruce then picked up Floyd in his arms and walked away.
Floyd: Wow, you're really strong! 😲
Spruce: I always feared since you're very shy that you'd be bullied. So I trained myself to defend you in case.
Floyd smiled at his big brother. He didn't even care that Spruce was carrying him like a baby. All he cared about was that he had saved him from Creek.
When he put him back down on the ground, the teachers called everyone inside for lunch.
Floyd: Thanks for dealing with my bully. 🥹
Spruce pat him on the head.
Spruce: Anything for my little brother. I'll see you again in a couple hours. 💕
He placed a kiss on his forehead before they all went inside.