Mrs. Weinland - The Evil Within. Chapter 2
I have been at this school for two years. I have been in Honor Band for two years. I know how to get a rise out of Mrs. Weinland, and how to kiss up. I always wanted to see her punishments. I wanted to see how far she would go, and if I could conquer it.
"Ok," said Weinland, "I want you to play measure 33. Since I think you guys are total idiots, I am going to tell you what these notes sound like." A horrible screeching sound must have been coming from her. Nothing else could be so hideous.
"SHUT UP!" I said. "Come on. You sound horrible. Look at the tuner. It's about to break."
An evil glare. The bell rang. Kids lept past me, obviously in horror of what I had said to the hideous bopitopcophop.
And then it was down to just her. Her and I. Where we would go then would be found out in the next few vital moments of my life. I had gone far and beyond what anyone would think to be done.
I have been at this school for two years. I have been in Honor Band for two years. I know how to get a rise out of Mrs. Weinland, and how to kiss up. I always wanted to see her punishments. I wanted to see how far she would go, and if I could conquer it.
"Ok," said Weinland, "I want you to play measure 33. Since I think you guys are total idiots, I am going to tell you what these notes sound like." A horrible screeching sound must have been coming from her. Nothing else could be so hideous.
"SHUT UP!" I said. "Come on. You sound horrible. Look at the tuner. It's about to break."
An evil glare. The bell rang. Kids lept past me, obviously in horror of what I had said to the hideous bopitopcophop.
And then it was down to just her. Her and I. Where we would go then would be found out in the next few vital moments of my life. I had gone far and beyond what anyone would think to be done.