Mayhem In The Classroom!
Chapter 1
Class, Meet Your New Teacher
Hey, I'm back! I just want to let everyone know I've decided to do another story for I can't think what to do in my other story!
I always liked the idea of having wrestlers as teachers, even if I know in real life most people in my school wouldn't care. I hope you'll enjoy reading it as much as I do while writing it!
PS. This is sorta based on real life. Names here are like, from their real names!
PSS. I got a lot of stories that are in store for you guys! I always write them in my free time (ok, maybe while classes) and I'm too busy typing them. I'll try in the future.
PSSS. Loosely based on my experience with my Journalism teacher! I'm trying to forget my feelings for him and I feel that this will let go the rest of it.
PSSSS. M for the the scene that will happen later on and language.
"I'll miss you Miss Macuha!", I said with a sincere tone. God I'll miss her. I hope you wouldn't leave our school, but she can't stay for her health issues. I cried a little and we hugged. After a while, she left the school already.
Fuck damn it was just a dream.
Oh fuck gosh I almost forgot! We'll meet our new English teacher today.
I hope that the teacher would be interesting and cool like Ms. Elaine Macuha.
I wrote in my planner first thing after I got up from bed and I wrote my hopes about the new teacher.
-I hope he/she will be as awesome as The Miz.
-I hope he/she will be an International Man/Woman like Gail Kim/my fun history teacher Mr. Noel
-I hope he/she would have an accent like Wade or Heath
-I hope it will be Randy Orton or Justin Gabriel.
I closed my planner and proceeded in doing my morning rituals before I go to school.
Riiing!
Geometry is finally over. I'm still saddened to the fact that Justin Gabriel was released yesterday. I've known it only a while ago through my friend Trinna. She keeps on rubbing it in my face since this morning.
"DJ Gabriel didn't pass WWE qualifications. Poor baby. At least John Morrison is still on RAW to kick ass."
Can I punch her in the face right now?
We all heard a knock at the door and saw the biggest shock at my life.
JUSTIN GABRIEL IS OUR NEW ENGLISH TEACHER.
He entered our room and everyone were just normal.
But me and my friends was like "OH MY GOD.". It's written all over our faces.
"Oh my god, that's the guy on Hannah's pictures!", my non-wrestling addict friend said.
I can't believe this. If this is a dream, I don't wanna fuckingly wake up anymore.
Can somebody kill me now please?
"Hello class. I'm your new English teacher, Mr. Paul Lloyd Jr. . Call me Mr. Lloyd.", he said, with his South African accent evident in every letter he said. We greeted him politely but I was still shocked.
OK, I'm officially dead. And I'm already in Heaven. Even if He's not a wrestler anymore, HE WAS HOT. Tight Shirts are HOT.
"Who's the prayer leader?"
OH MY GOD. It's me.
"Um... It's me, Mr. Gabriel, I mean, Mr. Angel, Oh no, I mean Mr. Lloyd. Oh my god, I'm fangirling here. I'm really sorry, Sir. Now I feel bad. And Creepy.", I said while going to the platform.
I'm SO DUMB.
"It's OK, Ms.", he said. He stood next to me and proceeded with the prayer.
This will be the best day in my life.
I know this stinks. I hope you guys review!
Angel