[A/N I got this idea during art when my art teacher was being mean and stuff, in my art class everything has to be perfect, you aren't allowed to be creative, you can't talk, sooo stupid, she evil pure evil!…O.K. I'm done ranting. On to the story. Sorry if OOC.

The Mrs. Eaton Tackle

Emmet's POV

"These values are all wrong…BLAH BLAH BLAH…Apple? That sir is NOT an apple…BLAH BLAH BLAH...

I zoned off as Mrs. Eaton drowned on about how if I talked less my art would look better, "Crazy-in-a-bad-way witch" I muttered under my breath.

"WHAT?!"

"Nothing, Mrs. Eaton" I said too sweetly.

"Whatever, [A/N She seriously says this go make it perfect."

"But, Mrs. Eaton, I think it's perfect."

"It's not Emmet, go make it über [A/N She says this too perfect."

I growled under my breath as I walked back to my desk. Rosalie and Jane gave worried looks when I sat down.

I began to form an evil plan in my head. Alice looked at me when she saw what I was planning, she nodded to show me it would work then went back to her artwork, we were playing 'the quiet game' so we couldn't talk.

BBBRRRIIINNNGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I walked out of the classroom with a sly smile on my face. That witch will get it tomorrow.

"MWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

The NEXT Day

I slowly walked down the hallway, I was already late, but that witch wouldn't have a chance to give me a citation.

"MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

As I got to the door I crouched and waited till she gave her infamous speech on not approaching the desk before roll and she gives her 'instructions', when she was in the middle of it I…leaped, and tackled Mrs. Eaton to the ground when no one was looking I drained her blood. I stood up and bowed to the class and they began to sing,

"DING-DOG THE WITCH IS DEAD, THE WICKED WITCH, THE MEAN OLD WITCH, DING-DONG THE WICKED WITCH IS DEAD!"

Suddenly Mr. Revis, the Vice Principal, walked in and the room grew deathly silent. When Mr. Revis saw Mrs. Eaton, dead on the floor, he cheered and began the song again.

BBBRRRIIINNNGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Stupid bell ruins all the fun.

[A/N Sure it sucks, but it was written when I was mad at Mrs. Eaton, she seriously is this scary, I'm in 7th grade and she makes my class play the quiet game. Anyways Review and stuffs…I'll give you a cookie, and if you really want it will have vampire venom in it. ;)