An ordinary school day started as always. The slight cream-colored teacher, Mr. Milk, walked in, timid as always. The day before, he assigned a "show-and-tell", which had always been the usual assignment if Vendetta allowed it. Today, however, was a bit different. The school bell had already rang, and the young, green Bulgarian girl was absent today. Most people found it hard to believe, and after a matter of minutes passed by, the once gloomy students had turned into a cheerful, happy bunch; even Mr. Milk seemed to cheer up. "Alright students, since Vendetta's not here today, let's make this a good day! I can finally go along with my plans." He spoke in a cheerful voice, opening a wooden drawer from his teacher desk as he pulled out a clear, glass jar. Immediately trapping the red bird fiend Vendetta gave to him for a "present" without hesitation, he began to call off students to present their items.
"Alright Charlotte. It's your turn." Mr. Milk suppressed a sigh, expressing relief since she was the last student left. As her eyes scanned the promenade, she found the usual students; the hopeless poet Maggie, the extremely friendly Mort, the Elizabethan-speaking Malachi, the fearful overweight Marion, and finally, the item-losing Marvin. However, a question began to ponder her mind. Where is Vendetta? She immediately snapped back into reality, before taking out her show-and-tell item. "Um. . Well, what I brought for show-and-tell was this adorable turkey Vendetta gave me!" Her hand gestured towards a large, vicious-looking turkey, which she named Buttons 3. "Isn't Vendetta the best!?" Silence surrounded the room, everyone was still except for in the back, as Maggie rolled her eyes slightly. That idiot. That was one of those horrible fiends that brought her into her emoish mood. When will she ever noticed how stupid this hopeless town is. She sighed quietly, before placing her head in her hands, as she watched Charlotte return back to her desk.
"Is there anyone who didn't go yet?" Mr. Milk asked, as the door suddenly bust open. "Yes. . I haven't went YOU STUPID TEACHER!" A familiar voice was heard, as everyone gasped; a figure emerged from the dark shadows of the dim light in the class. Slowly, the figure started to reveal itself to be the young Bulgarian girl, followed not to far behind by her gigantic hamster. "Vendetta! You made it! Yippee!" Charlotte squealed in excitement, as Vendetta just ignored her remark, quickly making her way to her desk, which unfortunately had to be next to Charlotte's. In her hands, she had a huge box, wrapped up in loud, jingly chains. Everyone knew what this meant, and it wasn't a good sign.