Spinks: A Fictional Narrative

I resisted the urge in my hand to punch Mr. Spinks in his stupid smirk. CJ looked like he was about to murder Spinks, and Jeff looked shocked. “Is anyone else hallucinating?” Jeff asked. I knew it was Spinks. Only he could have survived a crash, scared Jena, and ran off into the woods, only to reveal himself with his stupid catchphrase. But I was also glad to see him. As the adult he would rescue us, lead us to safety, and- “The first thing you guys have to do when we get to where you guys do your freshman stuff is write me a five paragraph essay. Then, I will have you three get me some food, and water. Capeesh?” Spinks said. “Capunch,” said CJ, giving Spinks a full right hook to his schnoz. “CJ!?!?!” Jena said, running up with Paisley.
“But we aren’t going to interrogate him. Why would we? Spinks doesn’t have anything that we need.” I was a bit upset that no one got my little joke, so with my unmatched dignity I mumbled sulkily, “He has a cool spear.” Everyone rolled their eyes, and CJ and I started to carry Hector into the forest. We found a good spot, and started to dig a grave. We were silent as we did this, giving the dead some respect. We said a few words, and returned to the beach, just as Spinks woke up. Somehow, he managed to retain his cockiness with a broken nose. “Jena you hit hard, unlike your GPA!” he laughed. I was a little upset that he made a GPA joke that didn’t make sense (if he’s going to he might as well make it good) especially since he was tied up. I stepped forward. “Spinks, why the fu-” everyone looked at me as the I started to say, “-dge did you scare the crap out of Jena and then leave. It was like a white person drive by. And where were you? We could have used your leadership, and skills. Wait, never mind, just your leadership.” He looked at us all, and was about to open his mouth when Jena said, “Everyone, over here, team huddle now.” We all went over and Jena posed the question of the day, “So what do we do with