Do you want a snail or a whale holiday?

Okay, so let me explain that question. Today at school,

my teacher Mr Gray asked us to pick a partner and
choose to go on a holiday to see snails, or whales. I
prayed and prayed to get Jane as my partner (she is
mega brainy). But Jane suddenly got really pale and
threw up all over James. She had to go to sick bay and
James had to clean up a lot of vomit (so brave).

It was such a shame that I got Shane as my partner.

Shane says mean stuff like “Your ideas are so lame”,
“Your face looks like it’s made out of clay.” If I
complain to Mr Gray, Shane blames ME! He wails “she
started it”.

I chose a whale watching holiday, and Shane chose …

snails. Snails? Are you kidding me? Who wants to look
for sea snails in a cave? I said “no.” Shane said “yes”.
So, I said, “no way” and Shane said “yes, way”. So, I lost
my cool and I yelled “NO WAY JOSE” (which is
Spanish). Mr Gray lost his cool and made us stay in at
lunch.
Erghhh! Worst day ever…
I’m so sorry James.