September 21, 2026

Memorial High School’s Drama Club Accidentally Summoned a Demon During Grease

Memorial High School’s Drama Club Accidentally Summoned a Demon During Grease

What was supposed to be a lighthearted performance of “Summer Nights” took an eldritch turn when the drama club’s improvised fog machine (a.k.a. Principal Hendricks’ confiscated vape pens) allegedly opened a portal to the underworld mid-show. Audience members reported hearing unscripted Latin chanting, while the lighting crew insists the sudden red glow wasn’t part of their design. The demon, later identified as “Greg,” has proven surprisingly talented at set construction and now serves as the club’s stage manager under the alias “Mr. Gregors.” The school board has quietly approved his volunteer position, citing “unprecedented prop-making efficiency,” though the Spanish teacher remains suspicious about his perfect subjunctive verb conjugations.

Annabelle Bransford

Hi, I’m Annabelle Bransford, Memorial High School’s unofficial satirist-in-residence and proud founder of The Daily Detention—a publication so edgy it’s been banned twice and resurrected three times, like a sassy phoenix with a flair for detention slips. I write satire because someone has to hold the line between cafeteria chaos and gym class tyranny. Whether I’m exposing the secret emotional feud between our Algebra teacher and Euclid, or investigating why the pep rally feels like an ancient ritual sacrifice, I try to speak truth to hallway power. Sure, I’ve been called “disruptive,” but mostly by people who wear lanyards unironically. My work has been read by at least two janitors, my entire AP English class, and one substitute teacher who thought it was a cry for help. I consider that range. When I’m not sharpening my wit, I’m dodging group projects, winning banned book club trivia, or mentoring the school's AI Isn’t Funny Club (membership: just me and 17 bots I’ve emotionally manipulated). I’m also a National Merit Semi-Finalist, certified eye-roller at Student Government meetings, and the only girl in school who’s been accused of “weaponizing irony.” My goals? Keep writing, keep laughing, and one day publish a satirical exposé called Yearbook Superlatives and Other Lies. If you want something sugarcoated, try the bake sale. If you want the truth with a punchline, I’m your girl. I've landed a sweet job at Bohiney Magazine, so don't bother me. EMAIL: annabelle@bohiney.com

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