heh sorry i took so long to put this up XO ive been busy with my school's Lacrosse team XP but season's over now (we came in 2nd XD) so ill hopefully be posting more often. ok ive had a few people comment on the OOCness of the Akatsuki, but i kinda had to change them a little to actually fit them into a school setting without them all getting expelled and shit so yeah. and just so EVERYONE knows, Mrs. Oatley-Willis is an actual supply teacher that we had to deal with, and this is EXACTLY how she acts. . . im not kidding. . . she was at my school for a month and a half -_-" so yeah ONTO THE STORY! and thanks for the wonderful reveiws and favs! i didn't really expect that ^.^" i originally made this just for Fire and i, and we both knew what was going on so sorry for any lack of charachter development XP yeah so ill stop talking now XD
Chapter 5: Mrs. Oatmeal
The weekend had gone by too quickly in my opinion, and it was Monday again. Just fucking greeeaaaaaat. I would have slept through my math class had Tobi not been chatting about the night that fire and I had spent with the Akatsuki. Apparently the police chasing us was really exciting. No shit Sherlock. "Tobi. Just stop talking. You know we might get in trouble if they find out it was us the police were chasing? And then they'll throw us in jail and we won't see the light of day ever again as we're trapped in a small call in dirty cloths with terrible food to eat" I said tiredly. I knew from his silence that that really didn't appeal to him, though I knew it obviously wouldn't happen.
In gym we were forced to run kill hill. Kill hill is a steep hill in the middle of the Pine Ridge forest, and you had to run a track through the forest that was easy to get lost in, up the hill, back down, and back. With my coordination skills, I tripped about eighteen times, with no help back up from Fire and Konan who were probably so far away from me it wasn't even funny. At the top of kill hill I turned around to run back down and tripped. The most inconvenient place to fall. I fell right down the hill, picking up speed as I went, rolling all the way down.
I was covered in dirt and twigs when I saw Konan and Fire again. They both laughed at me and I flipped them off after making sure the teacher wasn't looking. The bitch who I'd beaten the crap out of the previous week had been avoiding going anywhere within a ten meter radius of me. "Oh my god I swear the teacher is trying to KILL ME!! Really. Kill hill on a Monday morning!?" I exclaimed.
"In case you haven't noticed in the past 3 years. . . NONE OF THE TEACHERS LIKE YOU!!" Fire yelled and I laughed.
"Good point"
"Hmm I wonder why. . . " Konan pretended to muse for a moment before looking at me. "Maybe because you're a random clutzy idiot who never shuts up?" I stuck up my tongue.
"Shut up!" I knew the pretty much admitted that what my blue-haired friend had said was true, but I couldn't lie. It was.
Lunch was pretty uneventful, but fun none the less. Much of our conversation revolved around Halloween, which was much more interesting with the whole Akatsuki instead of just Tobi. I really hate Tobi.
"So you think Ms. Dignem will be here today, un?" Deidara asked Hidan with a sly grin. Fire, Hidan, Deidara and I all burst out laughing as we recalled our last science class. Ms. Dignem had seemed pretty fried by the time Hidan and Deidara had left the room.
"Fuckin' doubt it" the albino replied with a smirk. "I swear that bitch'll be gone for a week at least". If that was true it would be a pretty interesting week. Subs were o much fun to mess with.
Heading to science I was about to walk into the classroom first when I almost screamed. I flung myself against the wall outside the classroom door and grabbed Deidara to stop him from going in. Fire, Hidan and Deidara all looked at me quizzically as I started repeating "Fuck no fuck no fuck no fuck no" under my breath and started hyperventilating, my eyes wide.
"What's wrong, un?" Deidara asked me with a raised eyebrow. I turned to Fire and tilted my head to the side.
"You remember Mrs. Oatley-Willis who was supplying for Mr. Inglis when he was gone for a month and a half in grade 8?" I asked.
"MRS. OATMEAL!?!?" she had obviously caught on and she looked through the door. "Oh my fucking god NO!!!!!! FUCK I'M GONNA BEAT TH-" her words were cut off by Hidan's hand over her mouth.
"Who the fuck is this Mrs. Oatmeal person?" he asked, looking between the two of us as Deidara was. I took a deep breath and looked at the both of them.
"She's this really bitchy fucking shit ass ho supply teacher who is the stupidest person on the planet, knows NOTHING about science, and punishes kids for no reason at all. Not to mention the fact that she's ugly as fucking hell. Fire and I swore once she left that if we ever saw her again we would make her life a living hell, since she made ours one for a month and a half. And you two will make this so much easier" I grinned.
"She called us SPED on the first day she was subbing for us!" Fire scowled and I hissed. I really hated that bitch. She thought we all loved her oh so much when the only person who even liked her at all was some prep named Kim.
I walking into the classroom now, almost gagging at the sight of Mrs. Oatley-Willis's face, and her neat handwriting on the board. Hidan and Deidara were both glaring at her, though she took no notice. Sat in my chair and deposited my binder on the desk. She started taking attendance and paused after she read out my name.
"Melanie Cruise. . . I know you Melanie! So nice to see you again Mel! It'll be just like old times right?" she gave me what she probably thought was a charming smile and I growled low in my throat, but forced a smile.
"Yeah. Just like old times" I smiled sweetly and innocently, and I saw Fire smirk from beside me. I couldn't believe she actually remembered me though. Ew. She did the same with Fire as she did to me, and pronounced Hidan's and Deidara's names wrong, resulting in them correcting her angrily. This would be really interesting.
The class began with a shitload of homework. Mrs. Oatley-Willis was famous for her homework assignments. None of the four of us were actually working on it. We sat and talked for about two minutes before Mrs. Oatmeal came up to us.
"Stop talking and do your work" she snapped, her ugly wrinkled face angry. I knew that face well enough to be able to tell that one more work would have us all in the hall. From the smirk Fire was trying to contain, I figured she knew this too. As soon as the bitch walked away, we started talking again. She whirled around, face furious, black ratty hair sticking out a bit. God, déjà vu. "In the hall. All of you now. Take your work, and I'll be out there to talk to you in a minute.
"Fine" I said cheekily, grabbing my binder and pencil case and stalking into the hall. I was followed by the three others, all smirking. None of us seemed to care that we were sent in the hall. It happened a lot. The moment the door closed we look at each other.
"Book it" Fire said and we nodded, all turning and sprinting down the hallway.
I've never ditched school before, but I felt a sense of pride as we ran off school property. We stopped running when we got off the property and we walked to the Pizza Shack near the school. Nobody had money though, so we sat outside it talking for a bit. We decided to randomly show up for our last period class, so we walked back and headed to our lockers, getting there just as the bell rang. I told Sasori what we had just done, but all he did was roll his eyes before heading off to Wood shop which he had with Deidara, Tobi, and Kakuzu.
Fire and I cut Kisame a bit of slack today. Just a bit. We didn't hit him as often, but near the end of class he finally snapped.
"I SWEAR I'M GONNA FUCKING CUT YOU TO RIBBONS IF YOU DON'T STOP!!!" He yelled, Turning to glare at Fire and I.
"I'D LIKE TO SEE YOU TRY!!" I yelled back, flailing my arms, resulting me in almost hitting my flute on the floor as I waved it. Fire and Hidan laughed as Kisame and I continued to argue, though for the multiple swear words that were exchanged, we both wound up in detention.
"Shit. . . I was AVOIDING this today. . ." I muttered. Kisame gave me a strange look and I laughed when I realized that he hadn't heard about us ditching. "We booked it out of school third period 'cause Mrs. Oatmeal was gonna kill us and we're trying to make her life a living hell" I explained. He raised his eyebrow at the mention of Mrs. Oatmeal and I laughed. He didn't know who she was either. "Don't ask" I figured Hidan and Deidara would shed some light on the blue man's confusion later, as soon as we got out of detention.
Fire had surprisingly waited for me to get out, so we walked home together. I couldn't wait for the next day of torturing the nightmare from my past, and Fire and I brainstormed ways we could get back at Mrs. Oatley-Willis while we walked, both of us laughing hysterically at some things we planned. This was gonna be A LOT of fun.
Pissing Mrs. Oatley-Willis off would never get old, but her pissing us off got old REALLY fast. The four of us talked in science as per normal, and Mrs. OW stopped by our desks. "I want you to work innnnn-depennnn-dantlyyyyyyyy" she dragged the word out really slowly, and I knew what would come next. A famous line from the past. "Is that slow enough for you?" she asked, her wrinkled ugly face serious. This time, I decided to speak the words that were on my mind when she said this to our class in the eighth grade.
"Are you calling us SPED!?!?!" I asked angrily and loudly. Fire bit her lip to hold back her laughter, everyone having said all those years ago that that was what they were thinking when she said it. Hidan burst out laughing, not even trying to hold it in. Deidara smirked and chuckled a bit, but kept it in.
"Yeah bitch, are you calling us fucking SPED? I swear to fucking Jashin that if you are, I'll rip your fucking arms off and shove them down your fucking huge mouth before fucking sacrificing you to Jashin" Hidan said angrily.
Mrs. Oatley-Willis looked at Hidan with a furious expression. "Young man! Office. NOW!" she commanded, pointing to the door.
"I'm sorry, I have fucking Tourette's syndrome" the albino said with an innocent face.
"Then where is your doctor's note. You should have it with you at all times" Ugh, she's going to make me sick. Fucking know-it-all. Hidan hesitated before answering.
"Uhh. . . My dog ate it" he said with a grin. Mrs. Oatmeal looked even angrier than before and she pointed to the door again.
"OFFICE BEFORE I GET YOU EXPELLED!" I was surprised at her words and my mouth dropped open in disbelief. That little FUCKER!! I knew she couldn't really do that, as did the rest of the class. Or anyone with any kind of sense really. I noticed now that the rest of the class was watching the little scene, most of them trying not to laugh.
Fire got up angrily and glared at Mrs. Oatmeal. "You can't do that you fucking bitch!" she said angrily. Anything to stand up for Hidan. I swear, she would do anything.
"Oh yes I can and you will be getting suspended. I want the both of you in the office now" her voice seemed relatively calm to people who didn't know her but Fire and I exchanged an amused glance. We both knew that she was FURIOUS. Fire sat down in her chair and crossed her arms.
"Make me, bitch" she said, looking at the teacher calmly. I shook my head and sighed. This wasn't going to turn out well. Mrs. Oatmeal grabbed Fire's arm tightly and tried to drag her from her seat.
"Hey! Don't fucking touch her!" Hidan and I yelled in unison. Her piercing gaze swung on me now, it being the first time I had defied her.
"I think you will be getting a suspension as well Ms. Cruise!" she said, holding a finger up like a scolding grandmother. I stood up angrily, looking down on her as she was an inch or so shorter than me.
"Don't you dare EVER call me that AGAIN you fucking cocksucking motherfucker!" I yelled. She had a shocked look on her face before an even more angry one crossed her face.
"Don't you DARE talk to me like that you rude little brat!" she screeched, holding up her hand like she wanted to slap me. Everyone had been silent during our little part of the fight, including Hidan, until now. Deidara stood up angrily and glared at her.
"Don't you dare talk to HER like that, un, fucking bitch" he retorted icily, walking around the desks and hugging me, despite the fact that it was the middle of class.
Mrs. Oatmeal walked to the phone mounted on the wall and punched in the number for the office. From her one-sided conversation, I gathered that the four of us were gonna be in a lot of trouble.
"Hello" she said as sweetly as she could. "There are four students in my class who find it necessary to use excessively vile language towards me" I snorted and rolled my eyes at this. The four of us sat back in our seats and continued to listed to the half of the conversation that we could hear. "Yes. Alright. Thank you so much. I'll send them down. Bye" she hung up the phone and turned her furious gaze to the four of us again. "If you don't go to the office now, you will all be expelled. So I suggest that you do, and I don't expect you back in my classroom for the rest of the week" she turned her back on us to start writing on the board and we walked out of the room silently. I didn't say anything about the fact that she had said 'my classroom' no matter how I wanted to. It was obvious that she planned on staying awhile.
After sitting in the office and talking to the principal for a long time we finally got to leave, with a three day suspension each, other than Hidan who got off because everyone except Mrs. Oatley-Willis believed that he had tourette's. We walked out of the office, Fire and I dreading going home to face our parents. They didn't actually call home though, which surprised me. They told us that they trusted us to tell them. I wasn't planning on it at all. Fire and I planned on spending our three days with Deidara, and Hidan who was planning on skipping school to spend it with us. But we were going to get our revenge, oh yes we were.
Every day we were suspended we spent the four of us hanging out at the Akatsuki hideout, as we called it as a joke, because it wasn't much of a hideout. It wasn't very exciting, as we couldn't find much to do. We spent a lot of time trying to find something to do, which ended up being way more fun than it should have been. But we got our revenge against Mrs. Oatmeal. Like hell we did. Every day after school we went to Pine Ridge and walked into the classroom leisurely, leaning against desks and chatting back and forth between the four of us, waiting until Mrs. OW got so mad that she called the office to send security down to get us, but by the time they got there we were long gone. Revenge is sweet.