nce there was a cirlce that was new at Shapesburg School. "Oh no, you know what that means," said Triange 3.

"Excuse me," said the circle. He was talking to the bully but didn't know. "Where is the principal?"

"I am the Principal."

"But you're just a kid."

"I ran the principal, the teachers, and the cafeteria ladis away," said the bully.

"But who is going to cook for us? said the circle.

"I am," said the bully.

"What are we going to eat today?" said the circle.

"Nothing," said the bully.

"Nothing!" said the circle in surprise. "Then what are you going to eat?" asked the circle.

"For breakfast, I'm going to eat Shapeos and milk and for lunch I'm going to eat Shapedogs and Shaperoni, and for dessert, Shape-Cream!"

"Who is going to teach us?" asked the circle.

"I am," told the bully.

"Oh yeah? What's your name?" asked the circle.

"My name is Hexagon the Bully. What is your name?" asked the bully?

"My name is Circle," said Circle.

"I'm going to call you Shrimp," said the bully. That made Circle hot like a fire engine because he was sensitive about people calling him names.

"WOULD YOU LIKE IT IF I CALLED YOU A SHRIMP? WOULD YOU LIKE IF OTHER PEOLE CALLED YOU A NAME? LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING YOU BIG BULLY...YOU SHOULDN'T JUDGE PEOPLE BY THE WAY THEY LOOK!"

After that day the two of them were friends, and the principal, the teachers, and the cafeteria ladies came back.