Tales Of A Killer Middle School
By Memory Revenge
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Chapter Three
(Dramatic music) Evil Math Teacher
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Author's note: Aren't they all evil? Okay so maybe some math teachers aren't exactly evil but they do drone on and on. Science teachers, on the other hand, are pure evil. On another note, tons of Wufei bashing in this one. Sorry everyone who likes Wufei. Didn't I tell you there'd be a lot of bashing and a lot of characters that are out of character? Thanks everyone who reviewed my story! I'll try and post more up some time this or next week.
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"Great." Meg said to no one but herself. "Well here goes nothing and my life. Maybe by some weird chance I'll live." Meg walked into to the classroom.
"Well you seem to be late, woman." The teacher said. He might've been scowling from the way he sounded. "This is advanced math not a hour waiting period. Now get in here before I kick you in."
"The bell didn't ring yet Mr. Hot Head or least that's what the board said." Meg certainly did not like this teacher at all. Meg didn't want to look at his face knowing he was probably butt-ugly.
"Just get in here you little.!" the teacher began.
RING! RING! RING!
"Ok all you smart alecs out there, get in here now!" the teacher yelled.
Meg walked into the classroom mocking her teacher's ugly expression. At least she thought was on his face. The class, which only had five girls in it, started giggling.
Meg then looked around the class for an empty seat but only saw the karate chopped desk. Trisha was sitting on another karate chopped desk.
Trisha saw Meg and made a 'this teacher's crazy-look' and rolled her hazel eyes.
Meg nodded and sat on top of the empty karate chopped desk. Meg then looked at the teacher. He was Chinese and was the same age as Mr. Winner, fifteen years old. His hair was pulled into a very tight ponytail. His face had an expression of dignity and skill. Meg recognized him as Wufei Chang from Gundam Wing. Meg certainly didn't like the fact that she had gotten the super strict, full of dignity and honor teacher, but she knew how to get on his nerves. Meg started evilly grinning as this thought ran through her head.
Trisha had noticed the grin and whispered, "Ok Meg, what are you planning?"
"You'll see," Meg said simply, "You'll see."
Wufei then said, "Stop talking people."
Meg grinned again and said in a fake stupid voice, "But sir we don't know what your name is."
"Does it matter?" the Wufei answered annoyed.
"Yes it does," the class said, "Unless you want to be called Mr. Hot Head."
Wufei scowled then said, "My name is Chang Wufei. You can call me Mr. Chang."
"So we can call you by your first name?" Meg said in her fake stupid voice.
"No," Wufei said annoyed, "In China, one's surname goes first and their chosen name goes last."
"Oh. Ok." Meg said in mock amusement.
"So what's the first question?" Trisha asked.
Before Mr. 'Chang' could answer, Meg yelled, "Bring it on Wu-Man!" Obviously, she had read those fanfics her brother was continually reading.
He glared at Meg then evilly cackled. "Ok then," he finally said, "If a plus b plus c equal nine, what does a, b, and c equal?"
"Hmm.let's see, a equals six, b equals two, and c equals one." Meg said triumphantly.
Wufei then looked at her sort of embarrassed then scowled and asked Trisha a math questions.
"Give me another solution to that." Wufei barked.
"A equals b, which equals c, which equal three." Trisha answered.
A vein in Wufei's head started to visibly throb.
"Hey, Mr. What's-Your-Face, is that ponytail so tight its giving you a headache?" Meg grinned like an idiot, " 'Cause if it is, I can loosen it for you. Or even better, chop it off."
Then Wufei became so furious that he chopped all the girls' desks.
The girls started whispering then Trisha asked, "Can we borrow some duct tape?"
Wufei not knowing what they were up to gave them some tape.
"Thank you." Meg answered as the girls taped up their desks.
Wufei started to say something but the bell rang and everyone filed out.
"Thank God." Meg said with relief, "I didn't think we'd make it out alive."
Trisha nodded and told Meg, "Hope your next class isn't as weird."
Meg gulped.
By Memory Revenge
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Chapter Three
(Dramatic music) Evil Math Teacher
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Author's note: Aren't they all evil? Okay so maybe some math teachers aren't exactly evil but they do drone on and on. Science teachers, on the other hand, are pure evil. On another note, tons of Wufei bashing in this one. Sorry everyone who likes Wufei. Didn't I tell you there'd be a lot of bashing and a lot of characters that are out of character? Thanks everyone who reviewed my story! I'll try and post more up some time this or next week.
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"Great." Meg said to no one but herself. "Well here goes nothing and my life. Maybe by some weird chance I'll live." Meg walked into to the classroom.
"Well you seem to be late, woman." The teacher said. He might've been scowling from the way he sounded. "This is advanced math not a hour waiting period. Now get in here before I kick you in."
"The bell didn't ring yet Mr. Hot Head or least that's what the board said." Meg certainly did not like this teacher at all. Meg didn't want to look at his face knowing he was probably butt-ugly.
"Just get in here you little.!" the teacher began.
RING! RING! RING!
"Ok all you smart alecs out there, get in here now!" the teacher yelled.
Meg walked into the classroom mocking her teacher's ugly expression. At least she thought was on his face. The class, which only had five girls in it, started giggling.
Meg then looked around the class for an empty seat but only saw the karate chopped desk. Trisha was sitting on another karate chopped desk.
Trisha saw Meg and made a 'this teacher's crazy-look' and rolled her hazel eyes.
Meg nodded and sat on top of the empty karate chopped desk. Meg then looked at the teacher. He was Chinese and was the same age as Mr. Winner, fifteen years old. His hair was pulled into a very tight ponytail. His face had an expression of dignity and skill. Meg recognized him as Wufei Chang from Gundam Wing. Meg certainly didn't like the fact that she had gotten the super strict, full of dignity and honor teacher, but she knew how to get on his nerves. Meg started evilly grinning as this thought ran through her head.
Trisha had noticed the grin and whispered, "Ok Meg, what are you planning?"
"You'll see," Meg said simply, "You'll see."
Wufei then said, "Stop talking people."
Meg grinned again and said in a fake stupid voice, "But sir we don't know what your name is."
"Does it matter?" the Wufei answered annoyed.
"Yes it does," the class said, "Unless you want to be called Mr. Hot Head."
Wufei scowled then said, "My name is Chang Wufei. You can call me Mr. Chang."
"So we can call you by your first name?" Meg said in her fake stupid voice.
"No," Wufei said annoyed, "In China, one's surname goes first and their chosen name goes last."
"Oh. Ok." Meg said in mock amusement.
"So what's the first question?" Trisha asked.
Before Mr. 'Chang' could answer, Meg yelled, "Bring it on Wu-Man!" Obviously, she had read those fanfics her brother was continually reading.
He glared at Meg then evilly cackled. "Ok then," he finally said, "If a plus b plus c equal nine, what does a, b, and c equal?"
"Hmm.let's see, a equals six, b equals two, and c equals one." Meg said triumphantly.
Wufei then looked at her sort of embarrassed then scowled and asked Trisha a math questions.
"Give me another solution to that." Wufei barked.
"A equals b, which equals c, which equal three." Trisha answered.
A vein in Wufei's head started to visibly throb.
"Hey, Mr. What's-Your-Face, is that ponytail so tight its giving you a headache?" Meg grinned like an idiot, " 'Cause if it is, I can loosen it for you. Or even better, chop it off."
Then Wufei became so furious that he chopped all the girls' desks.
The girls started whispering then Trisha asked, "Can we borrow some duct tape?"
Wufei not knowing what they were up to gave them some tape.
"Thank you." Meg answered as the girls taped up their desks.
Wufei started to say something but the bell rang and everyone filed out.
"Thank God." Meg said with relief, "I didn't think we'd make it out alive."
Trisha nodded and told Meg, "Hope your next class isn't as weird."
Meg gulped.
