To answer DilaZirk's question, my dog is a chihuahua, it's name is sancho, and the description I put in the second chapter is what my dog looks like but it's not a puppy. He's more like a teenager beacause he's 14 years old in dog years and 2 years old in human years. But I think he's a little too big for a chihuahua. I mean my mom is always feeding him fried rice, pork, steak, and chicken. Well, I should just stop blabbing and get to the story.

Monday morning...

"Yawwwn! Well, time to go to work. Again!"

Ivy got out of bed and took a shower. She put on her clothes, ate cereal, and got into her black Mustang GT. She drove alog until she reached her job. Ivy was still I guess you could say "mean" but she thought of toning it down a little bit. For earning money now her job is working in a fifth grade class in Mugen Elemantary.

"Morning class." said Ivy.

"Good Morning Miss Valentine"
said the children in a bored tone.

"First is morning work. Now get out your cursive packets and do pages 12-17."

"AWWWWWW"
said the children. They hated cursive writting because it hurt thier fingers.

"Shut Up"
said Ivy.

The room was then on silent. 9:00 came and it was special area time.

"Line up students"
said Ivy.

All of the children lined up in a single file line. Shortest to tallest.
The class walked down the hallway and into P.E.

"Finally I got rid of those revolting twerps. Now I can meet with the other teachers and we can plan on how to torchure them."

Ivy said to herself walking back down the hall.

"Hello girls"
said Ivy.

There were too other teachers. Ms.Icy and Ms.Ekans. I guess you can tell why they all aren't married.

"Hello Ms.Valentine"
said the two other teachers.

"Don't call me that! Only useless pieces of skin call me that. But only for mercy"
said Ivy.

"Ooh someone's acting like a rattlesnake today"
said Ms.Icy.

"Those things comlained that they didn't want to to thier cursive writtin.
They don't need to learn cursive anymore. Now everyone's typing on the computer. I only do that to make them suffer."

Knock Knock Knock!

"Who could that be"
asked Ms.Ekans.

"Probobly a student who needed to use the little potty"
said Ms.Icy

Ivy walked to the door.

"DAD"
Ivy said.

"What are you doning here? And what are you wearing?"

Ivy and Cervantes fixed thier father/daughter relationship thing. So now he comes by from the underworld to see his little pookie petal. But it was always at a bed time.

"Oh dear. I hope this wasn't a bad time. I thought I would make you your very own father to daughter lunch kit. It comes with an apple juice box,
a bologna and cheese sandwich, a chocolate chip cookie, and to top it all off I even made you my special vanilla pudding"
said Cervantes.

"Dad stop it! You're embarassing me"
Ivy said quietly to her father.

"Okay."

Cervantes walked out.

"Bye, Pookie Petal!"

Cervantes yelled on his way down the hall to the exit.

"Pookie Petal"
said Ms.Icy and Ms.Ekans.