. The next day at school, Holt ran in flailing his arms like a retard dancing to his music yelling "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Down the hall.
"Holt Hyde! Stop this instant!" Principal Bloodgood said as she stopped Holt in his tracks.
He looked up to see Principal Bloodgood, and he immeidately stiffened.
"Don't pretend you don't know what you did." She said.
"S-Sorry, M-Ma'am..." He said, looking down.
"It's alright Holt, just no more music for today." She said, taking the headphones off.
"WHAT?! WHY-" He complained, but he turned back to Jackson before he could finish.
Jackson let out a deep sigh of relief,
"Thank you so much, Mrs. Bloodgood."
"Anytime, Jackson. You better get to class." She said, leaving.
The bell rang and Jackson walked to class. In class, however, he was picked on,
"Normie!" They said, shoving his face down on the desk.
He would rub his nose, but then his head would be pushed down again.
"Students, please no physical contact towards Mr. Jekyll. Thank you." The teacher said.
The final bell rang and all the students were sitting down.
"Class, as you can all see, you can take your test in peace since Holt is not here."
The teacher said, laughing. The students joined in too and Jackson just put his head down. The teacher walked around handing everyone their test paper.
"Now everyone, this test is NOT timed, so take as long as you want. Good luck." The teacher said, sitting down at the desk and messing around with her iCoffin.
Jackson picked up his pen and began the test.
"Psst. Hey. Jackson." Heath whispered, poking his shoulder.
"What is it, Heath?" Jackson said, sighing.
"Want some music? I got a new album!"
Jackson scooted forward,
"No thank you. I don't want to deal with that now."
"Blehhh. Go ahead and take your stupid test. But remember this: You KNOW you want this music." Heath said, starting his test.
Jackson rolled his eyes and began answering the questions on the test. Heath got his headphones and plugged it into his iCoffin, playing the new album. He pushed the headphones onto Jackson's head and snorted loudly.
"Heath?" The teacher said, looking at Heath, noticing that Jackson had headphones on.
"Oh no." The teacher said.
Jackson shut his eyes tightly, clutching onto the headphones, and with a large whoosh of fire, Holt was sitting in the chair, the chair on fire.
"Oh! Heh..." Holt said, looking at the teacher, who was tapping her foot.
"Everyone, continue your test. Heath, Holt, see me after class." The teacher said, as she sat back down.
Holt looked at the test and saw that Jackson was nearly finished. He smiled, and read the other questions which he hoped were easy. He read through one of the questions and had no idea what they were talking about.
"Maybe Jackson would know..." Holt said, and turned back around to Heath.
"Hey, broski." He said, trying to get Heath's attention.
He looked up and was all like, 'OH MY GOOOOOODDDD~'.
"Yeah man?"
The music on Heath's iCoffin turned off and Jackson appeared in front of Heath.
"Nevermind, Heath." Jackson said, and continued his test.
Heath blinked a few times,
"Was that... Did that just..."
Jackson finished his test first and handed it to the teacher at the front of the room. Everyone looked at him angrilly and he just ignored them, sitting back down at his desk and reading his book. Heath kept poking his shoulder saying,
"Holt. Jackson. Holt. Jackson."
In a very confused tone.
"Heath Burns! Please stop poking Mr. Jekyll. Thank you." The teacher yelled.
Seconds later, the bell rang, and everyone stormed out of the classroom.
"Mr. Burns and Mr. Hyde, I would like to speak with the both of you tomorrow."
The teacher said as Jackson walked out of the classroom with his books.