Kiss Me I'm Pan

Art class. My favorite class of the day. The time of the day where you can rest, do homework that has not been done, sleep, read, draw, paint, and even get ready to not get pinched.

This morning when I woke up I knew right away it was Saint Patrick's day. The day were when you don't wear something green you will get pinched like you've never been pinched before.

I put an item that was green on but no one could see it. So when I walked into my art class I found a paint brush and green paint.

What do you do with a paint brush and a little bit of green paint on Saint Patrick's day?

I grabbed the brush and asked one of my best friend who is in the same art class as me, "Hey Alexis? Can you help me put, Kiss me I'm Panamanian, on my arm?"

"Yeah," she walks to where I was standing with the paint and she started. She put K-I-S-S M-E I-'-M P-A-N. Then she was interrupted by Mr. Bustos.

"Come on girls get to your seats. Sit down," he has just stopped Alexis from finishing to write Kiss Me I'm Panamanian.

"Why Mr. B. Let her finish this and well go," I was telling him.

"No no no. You wait. Go sit down."

I think it's funny how Mr. Bustos does that. How he acts almost just like us. He like uses the same chemistry strait back at us. I think it's really hilarious.

"Fine," Alexis directs to Mr. B. "I'll finish it after class," Alexis tell me putting down the paint brush and walking toward our table.

"Fine."

I was walking around the whole class with an unfinished saying in my arm. All it said on my arm was, Kiss Me I'm Pan. Everyone was laughing a little about it.

The class goes by and Alexis finally finished the saying on my arm and it came out looking like Mr. B never interrupted anything.