"CLASS!" A woman shouted from in front of the small classroom. "We WILL have a test today! I hope EVERYONE studied!"

The whole class payed attention to her. Freddy was looking up at her.

'Great!' he thought to himself. 'Now that mom finally gave me them papers back yesterday, we're having the test today! And all I did was ask for a little help! I'm not ready for this! Shoulda played hooky again...No! Then dad would find out somehow or another and I'll get no supper for another week! Damn... Life sucks!'

"FREDDY!" The teacher yelled. "ARE YOU LISTENING?"

She took a few steps toward where Freddy was sitting. The woman slapped a yard stick on his desk causing him to flinch.

"Didn't you hear me?" The teacher asked glaring at him. "ARE YOU LISTENING?!"

"Yes." He answerd.

"'Yes?' THAT'S IT!" The teacher growled.

"Sorry. Yes, ma'am." Freddy replied quickly.

"That's more like it!" She walked back to where she was originally standing. Freddy slid down in his chair.

'Damn! I hate that Bitch,Mrs.Ander, so shit'n much...'

"WHAT!?"

Freddy's head shot up. The dark haired teacher was glaring at him. Her brown eyes were wide and full of anger.

'Damn...Thinking out loud, again...' He thought.

"MR. KRUEGER!" Mrs. Ander screamed. "COME WITH ME, NOW!"

Feddy gulped before he nodded, and got up out of his desk.

One of the boys next to him snickerd.

"Good luck, Krueger!" He hissed. "Hope ya don't get it to bad!"

Freddy snarled at him.

"I don't appreciate you harrasing Mr. Thompson like that, Freddy!" Mrs. Ander said through gritted teeth.

Freddy turned to her with a dumbstruck look.

'How the hell does she suspect I'm harrassing him?' Freddy thought.

Freddy and Thompson have always been enimies. Ever since they were in pre-school, they've been at each other's throats. It was mostley Thompson who has been causing most of the trouble. Freddy swore that one day he'd kill him, or die trying.

"Mr. Krueger!" The furious teacher said sternly. "Quit dwadling and come here NOW!"

Freddy walked towards her.

"Be have class while I handle Freddy." Mrs. Ander said sweetly to the class.

"Yes, Mrs. Ander." The class replied back.

She grabbed Freddy by his ear and dragged him to the principal's office.

'Shit...shit...shit...shit...' Freddy thought to himself as he was tip-toeing down towards the office. The only reason for that was because Mrs. Anders was lifting his ear so high.

He knew nothing good ever came from the office. Everytime he went down there, the principal would call his dad, and he could here him yelling over the phone. When he'd get home, then his father would probely beat him, again.

'I might get lucky!' Freddy thought as he grinned a little. 'Mabey he won't be home, or he'd be buisy with his mother!'

Mrs. Ander and Freddy reached the office.

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