A/N: hey hey! wow, i havent updated this in a long time, and im sorry! hopefullyyy, this one will make up for it. 3. oh, and for those who dont know, Moksha is basically like understanding why you are on earth, and everything just makes sense. its kind of like going to heaven for christians, but i think this is for Hinduism? correct me if im wrong, it is 1:30am, and shoot, you could tell me 2+2=5 and i'd believe you. and becoming one with the Tao: Tao is the god/deitie of Taoism, or also spelled Daoism. Just depends on where youare from etc. becoming one with the tao is kind of like walking with God, and then like Christians going to heaven. anywayss, it may not be as funny for yall, but when it happened in my class, it sure as HELL had me dying. and of course, i am one of the characters in this story(: if you can guess which one i am, ill write a oneshot of your choice!!!

Diskk-ClaimerrR: sorry if i offend you with making fun of religon; im really not. because i poke fun at every religon, even my own(; but not meant in a harsh way, my teacher was actually proud of us for actually remembering that shit! anyways, i dont own anything, except for a brilliant, Moksha-scheming mind. yeahh,buddyyy(:

"YES! SUBSTITUTE TEACHER!" Patrick yelled at the top of his lungs as he entered the classroom. It was the last period of the day; History. They had been learning about religions, and their favorite part was Moskha. (See A/N)

He walked by his seat, but didn't sit down.

"Hey Wayne, you ready for today?" Patrick grinned excitedly.

"Yeah, man! I'm ready to give some Hell!" Wayne Rigsby hollered back.

Everybody was screaming, as usual. Grace, Kimball, and Teresa all walked in together and grinned when they saw that their teacher wasn't there today. Teresa took her seat next to Patrick, in the back of the classroom. Grace grabbed her seat in the middle of the classroom, and Kimball sat in front of her.

"Alright, ladies and young men. I am Mr. Ransom. Be quiet, and work on chapter 13's worksheet." Mr. Ransom was an old man, maybe around 60, with a balding head, big glasses, and a goatee. He was kind of tall, and had a rather large belly, but looked nice.

Patrick caught Teresa's green eyes, and she immediately understood. Teresa then leaned forward and tapped Kimball's wrist three times, and then Kimball delivered the same motion to Grace. The whole class knew what was going on, and they absolutely loved it. The gang made History so much fun, and they hardly ever got in trouble, because of Grace and Teresa. Very skilled and sneaky little girls, they are.

Teresa then leaned over to the desk next to her, and nodded at the girl in the desk; Taylor. She did the same to the other side, and got Sonia's attention also. Taylor then gave Hall the notice, and then everybody was ready.

Sonia and Taylor looked at each other, and then nodded. Sonia quietly climbed on top of her desk, with Taylor doing the same. They crossed their legs, and placed their hands on their knees, connecting their pointer fingers and thumbs, making the classic meditation pose. Mr. Ransom still hadn't noticed, but boy, the class did. They were classics at this; they closed their eyes, straitened their backs, and began to breathe in perfectly relaxed unison. Stage one of destruction, complete.

Patrick and Teresa were stage two. Teresa crawled up to Patrick's desks, making sure to sniper crawl low enough so that the sub would not notice. Patrick then got out of his seat, and sat on the floor with Teresa. They also crossed their legs, but they were so close, that their knees were touching. Facing each other, they connected their hands, fingers closed, and closed their eyes, also breathing in sync. Stage two of destruction, complete.

When Grace got the signal, she pulled out the packet of ketchup from her purse, and opened it slightly. She then smeared some up and on her nose, making sure not to overdo it, and so it didn't look fake. She let out a small cry.

"Mr. Ransom! I am having a nose bleed! I need to go up to the front office, and get my medicine, but I need you to walk me up there. I have a doctor's note in my file... I think that the teacher should have pulled it out for you..." Grace, holding her nose, let back a worried but innocent smile.

"Oh, nonsense. We will get you up there now!" Mr. Ransom said, standing up and grabbing a box of tissues. Stage three, complete.

Wayne then pulled out the blanket from his backpack, and crawled over to Kimball's desk, where Hall was also ready to meet them. When all had arrived, they then took the blanket, and then they laid part of it on Hall's desk, part on Taylor's, and part on Kimball's, and then stacked books on each part to hold the blanket up, making a fort. Stage four, complete. Prepare for deployment!

When Grace and Mr. Ransom walked back in, he stood in shock for a moment;

Two girls were on their desks meditating, two were on the floor, looking like they were frozen in a game of patty cake, and now 3 of them were gathered under a makeshift fort!

"What in the devil is going on here?" Mr. Ransom growled.

"Shhhh!" One of the girls gave him a stern look. "You aren't supposed to distract them when they are practicing!"

"For wha-"

"SHHHHH!" Now, a chorus of voices.

It was silent for another moment, until the plan came in motion.

"HOLY SHIVA, I'VE REACHED MOKSHA!" Taylor and Sonia screamed in unison. They then high fived each other, and faked a few tears, and were laughing with the fake joy, and the amazing prank. Many snickers were already going around the class, some holding in laughter.

Just then, Teresa and Patrick kicked it up a notch.

"OH SHIT, I JUST BECAME ONE WITH THE TAO!" They both screamed.

Then, the boys came out from under the fort, wielding water balloons.

"LET THE BODIES HIT THE FLOOR!" They all screamed, as they threw the water balloons all around the room, and now the class had hit pandemonium. Everyone was screaming, some were on the floor with laughter, and many tears were flying from laughing.

"Dang nabbit, imma haaang you!" Hall said, mocking their last substitute, who was very funny, and cracked many jokes.

At this time, even Patrick was rolling with laughter. Teresa had tears streaming down her face, and she was clutching her stomach. Thankfully, the final bell had rung, and eventually they all gathered their stuff, and ran out of the class room before anybody's name could be written down. It also helped that they switched their class role with 3rd period's class role.

When the gang got outside, they burst into laughter again. Teresa had already dropped to her knees, Grace had tears streaming down her cheeks, Kimball, Patrick, and Wayne were all soaked, and grinning furiously, and Taylor and Sonia couldn't even walk two feet before collapsing beside Teresa.

"I love History class." Laughed Teresa, between sobs of laughter.

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