School Shock
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Hoots of laughter erupted in the classroom. Buoyant yells and cheers ricocheted rapturously off the walls, as more and more boys participated in the game of 'basketball'. First, they fashioned their 'ultimate ball' with different types of paper, ranging from newspapers to origami. Then, they would aim it at the whirling ceiling fan and pray that it would land on one of its blades. Unfortunately, everyone seemed to miss their target.
Just as high-fives were exchanged when a ball had successfully landed on the blade for a second, somebody cried in an enthusiastic, voice belonging to a GIRL,
"Can I try?"
Suddenly, the world seemed to stop. The once-giggling girls at the back had stopped gossiping. Some people, particularly the zombies, woke up with a start. Car alarms suddenly went off. She even heard tires squealing and a window shattering.
"Does that mean 'yes'?" She asked once the noise was over.
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"B-but you're a girl!" A boy cried.
Glaring with her purple eye, Iris whipped around to face the boy.
His body was coated in a thick brown goop and was flinging mud everywhere when he threw his 'hands' in the air.
"So?" She hissed.
"So?! Y-you can't shoot!" He stammered.
"How dare you! I can throw you at fan blades if I want to!" She growled, ready to launch at him if it weren't for Ruby and Skull Boy restraining her.
"Iris, instead of trying to strangle him, why don't you show him what you can do?" Ruby whispered into her ear.
Suddenly, Iris stopped struggling, as if Ruby's words had shocked her. Once she broke free from their grasp, she smirked at the boys, her long and messy hair swept sideways over her eye. Her ribbon could do nothing to keep it neat now as she put her clenched fists on her hips.
"Okay, let's make a bet. I bet that only I can make that ball stay on one of the blades for at least five seconds!"
With the gauntlet thrown, they rose to the challenge, with Ruby and Skull Boy sitting in their seats. Behind Ruby, Skull Boy whispered,
"Wait, what happens if Iris wins? Or looses?"
"Iris would probably make the boys do her homework but if she looses, I guess we will never know. Remember, Iris won the National 'Aim and throw' competition."
As Ruby and Skull Boy watched, Iris had fashioned a piece of foolscap paper into a perfect ball, much to the boys' shock. Quickly shaking it off, they took turns, insisting that Iris went last because she was 'the challenger'.
As expected by Iris, all of their balls were 'rejected' by the fan.
Finally, the mud monster turned to face her,
"Go ahead. Don't cry when you loose."
"Nah, I would probably eat a sandwich if I loose. Too bad I'm gonna win."
"Oh, and whatcha gonna do?"
"Eat a sandwich while bungee-jumping, whistling and juggling. I love action." Iris giggled before tossing the paper ball. It sailed marvelously before it landed on one of the whirling blades.
5...
4...
3...
2...
1...
And it soon fell to the ground.
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Immediately, Ruby and Skull Boy broke out into a standing ovation.
"Woah. You rock!" A mummified boy cried.
"Don't I know it? Wanna go for another round?" Iris grinned.
All of them were so fixated in the game that they failed to notice the seething figure by the door. Seconds passed into minutes and yet, there were still oblivious to the storm brewing behind their backs. The figure stepped into the doorway and stood with her hands akimbo. Her painted lips curled in distaste. Annoyance was practically radiating off her pores. However, it was her peculiar eyes that struck fear into everyone's hearts. Behind the horn-rimmed spectacles, her eyes flashed red, as if there was some type of power waiting to be released.
Iris was the first to notice the light from her eyes. Her blood froze and was appalled to see a hook-nosed teacher with weird eyes at the door! Gulping down the stone that was lodged in her throat, she actually stammered,
"H-hi, teacher."
All movements immediately ceased as everyone became as still as the statue-looking kid at the back of the classroom. Slowly, the boys swiveled their heads and stared in dismay at the enraged woman. They were done for now...
