IhatemidtermsIhatemidtermsIhatemidtermsIhatemidterms. I thought maybe I should let you guys know that I hate midterms. And my older sister picked the name for the teacher by the way. She's technically an adult, but sometimes I wonder what goes on in that head of hers.
Age: 14
"I hate Mrs. Skunkworth."
"Aw come on, she's not that- okay I couldn't even finish that sentence," Will whispered, giggling a little.
"Mr. Solace, do you have something to contribute to the conversation?" Mrs. Skunkworth asked inquisitively.
"Oh, umm, yeah," Will said, scrambling for something to say, "I just wanted to say that… um… the appendix is on the wrong side of the body in your drawing."
glared at Will as she slowly erased the appendix and moved it to the right side of the body. (A/N pun not intended but still funny)
Imagine your most hated teacher. That one you thought always had it out for you. Now imagine that teacher, but in her sixties with deep wrinkles, graying hair pulled into a tight bun, and the smell that reminds you of clothes packed away in the attic for years. Every class she'd walk in covered in cat fur due to the four cats she had at home. Not to mention her desk was filled with pictures of each one.
Will and Nico giggled from the back of the room. A few rows up were Will's neighbors Connor and Travis Stoll, the biggest pranksters in the high school who made a name for themselves within the first week of year. The basketballs in the gym were still hot pink. A couple of days before, the four boys had begun planning a series of pranks for their dear teacher Mrs. Skunkworth.
Today they were executing it. As Mrs. Skunkworth began to draw the large intestine, Travis started meowing. There were scattered giggles throughout the class and glared at us. After she turned back to the board Will and Nico began to meow along with Travis and his brother. It was a repetitive cycle until Mrs. Skunkworth moved to the back of the room to grab a stack of worksheets.
Connor carefully pulled a box out of his backpack and silently placed it on 's desk before scattering back to his seat. Will was iffy on how far they we're going with this, but when Nico reminded him about the B+ she'd given him on his last essay. That was when he readily agreed.
Mrs. Skunkworth stalked back to her desk and stared down the box sitting on it. The medium sized brown cardboard box was filled with holes and and ugly bow on top. The old lady stared at the box, seeing a flash of fur through on the holes.
"Did someone bring me a cat?" she asked, sniffing at the possibility of one of her students being nice.
Travis was staring at his desk, Nico looked at Skunkworth without emotion, Will was writing notes down, but Connor was sitting there, biting his lip and shaking with laughter.
"How dare you keep the poor creature kept in a box," said.
She reached down to and pulled the top off. Inside there was indeed a fuzzy black and white creature, but it was no cat. picked it up, staring at it through her grimey glasses.
The animal looked at her and she looked back. It lifted its tail.
"Duck and cover!" Travis shouted to the class.
Everyone scrambled beneath their desks as the skunk released a noxious green cloud. Mrs. Skunkworth dropped her namesake and it ran for the open door straight for the hallways just as the bell rang and kids began to leave their classes.
The boys ran to the door to see the carnage as people in the hallway began to scream and run. The Stolls laughed and laughed. Connor held his hand out to Travis who promptly high fived it.
Sorry for the short chapter- but midterms killed me. Anyway, I'm hoping to get the next chapter up sooner. Ideas?