The last few words that came from Thompson never phased Freddy. He was hypnotised by the four crimson lines that zig-zagged down his face. The drops of blood would then slip down onto his white collar. He grinned.
"Hey, Dip-shit!" Thompson called again. "Didn't you hear me!?"
Freddy looked up at him. "Nope." Was the simple answer he gave.
"You bastard!" Thompson yelled as he lunged at Freddy.
Fortunatley for Fred, Thompson's leg got caught in a chair, and he flipped over.
"Smooth." Freddy said almost laughing at him.
When Thompson looked up, a new streak of crimson ran down his face. His nose was bleeding.
"WHAT IN HELL IS GOING ON!?"
The students looked around to see a very angry Ms. Anders.
"Freddy beat me up!" Thompson exclaimed revieling his scratch marks and nose.
"MR. KRUEGER!" She yelled. "WHAT IN HELL HAS GOT INTO YOU LATELY?"
Freddy looked down. His face was tensing as he gritted his teeth and his fingers curled into fists.
"DETENTION!" Mrs. Anders yelled. "BOTH OF YOU!"
With the last word, the bell rang to end school.
"Mrs. Anders?" Freddy asked in a low voice.
"WHAT?!" She yelled back to the teenager.
"Can I...Uhh...make a phone call?" Freddy asked looking at the tiled floor.
Mrs. Anders frowned. "What the hell for?" she sneered.
"I... just need to... inform my father-" Freddy started, but was soon cut off by the fuming teacher.
"I ALREADY INFORMED HIM!" She shouted. "NOW GO!"
Freddy turned and left the room. The hall was filled with students running like a pack of buffalo trying to leave. A few older students shoved him into some lockers and ran out of the school. 'She'll pay...' He thought as he walked closer and closer to the principal's office. 'They'll all pay...'
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the plot
Author's Note: I'd just like to thank everyone for reading. The next chapter will be up soon.
-Rawhide