Thread:Aartistboy714/@comment-30953185-20170807162802/@comment-30953185-20170808214620

(Lincoln now had an angry expression on his face. His friends were getting worried, and a little scared.)

Me: (worried) This does not look good.

(The 6 of us begin exiting the school, as a lot of people are yelling at Lincoln. He then sees his family pulling up their family van, Vanzilla, into a parking spot, who are more than likely going to complain/rant about him too. Lincoln has finally had enough of this, as he turns around, pushes everyone out of the way, and goes back inside the school. His family goes to see where he's going as everyone else followed suit. Lincoln was heading towards the gym, where there was a stage with a microphone stand. He then goes up the stage, as everyone came into the gym. As they continue complaining/ranting about him, he grabs the microphone, takes a deep breath, and then...)

Lincoln: (Over the microphone) Will you all just SHUT UP?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

(Everyone stopped complaining/ranting at Lincoln, and are shocked/scared at his angry outburst.)

Lincoln: (Enraged) Just shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! It's never enough for any of you people! Is that it?! You're just never satisfied with anything I do or try to do for all of you! You all just have to find something to complain or rant about! You know, all I have hoped was for all of you to say, "Thank you, Lincoln," "That was very thoughtful of you, Lincoln," or "You did a wonderful job, Lincoln." But no, you all just have to tell me what's wrong with what I do, because nothing I do ever seems to please any single one of you ungrateful, selfish, and inconsiderate jerks! And you know what's the worst part? The fact that all of this makes perfectly clear to me now, that no one here cares about how I feel. The fact that most of you, I care about, never realized that the words you say can hurt.

(Everyone was now feeling guilty about what he had just said.)

Lincoln: (Starts tearing up a bit) I hope you all got what you wanted, because I'm done. (Throws the microphone.)

(Lincoln gets off the stage and runs out of the gym, while everyone looks at each other with guilt over what had just happened. Clyde, Rusty, Liam, Zach and I, however, were really disappointed in everyone around him.)