*Jacki*

So, my best friends, Zoe and Emma, go to the same church as me. Same church means same Sunday School.

Our CCE class is very special. And by very special, I mean especially lazy. Literally anything that anyone does is play on their phones, sleep, or eat smarties when they think the teacher's not looking. (Btdubs guys, lesson one: teachers are ALWAYS looking. But only when you're doing something "bad".) About the illegal smarties eating, I try to imagine what they're thinking. Maybe something along the lines of 'I'm too cool fo' you, cause I'm eating smarties in class.' Just saying.

Anyways, there was this guy named Kyle, who was the king of laziness. We could all tell his mother made him come to CCE; all he did was sit in the corner kicking the wall, playing with the blinds and making the most noise you can ever imagine.

The only time he EVER participated was when we played hangman at the end of class. And one particular Sunday he was chosen to play.

While people were guessing letters, two women came in with cupcakes and announced: "Who was it who BURPed in class?"

BURP means Because U Respectfully Participated. Zoe, Emma and I were the only ones who really deserved those cupcakes anyway.

"I burped in class," Kyle yelled, I looked at him like he was crazy.

"Yeah it was someone over here," our teacher pointed over where he sat.

"Yeah, I burped in the corner."

And that's when I realized that he actually burped in class, like who would do that? Not me, that's for sure.

Eventually they came to their senses and knew that they were talking about different kind of burps. All three of us got cupcakes but Emma couldn't, she has allergies.

AUTHORS NOTE:

Hey, I am so glad that I just got done with this chapter, I know most of you don't go to the same type of church as I do, but had anyone been confused like this? no? oh well. Comment below ;)