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"I accept"
"Very well, I'll send you the co-ordinates and info on your assignment, good luck your going to need it.... trust me." The screen went black, the distortion cutting off leaving you alone in a cold empty darkness. A chill runs down your spine and you shiver.
Letting out a well deserved sigh you speak to Noone. " How eerie.. Guess I should start packing up, tomorrow is a Brand New Day"
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RING RING
"TAKE YOUR SEATS!"
The shrill voice of an elderly woman pierces though the hum of chattering children. The woman's beady little eyes shift back and forth, her body hunched over ready to pounce on any unsuspecting victums who dare disobey.
" Welcome back to another year of Impending Doom children. It seems like we have yet another" She pauses, lips pulling back in a scowel before she continues, " MISERABLE. USELESS. appendage to the student body this year. Class this is _______!"
. . . Silence
Her mouth creaks opens again " ______ is there anything you would like to say?" She starts off, she almost sounds like a human for a moment before the shrilness comes right back " Because once you sit down I don't want to ever hear a PEEP come out of you again!"
You could swear you heard one of the windows cracking slightly.
Awkwardly you stare at the class before you.
-God, I feel pretty bad for these kids if this is the teacher they will have for this year. Shes a seething crone!-
You audibly gulped. How long ago was it that you even had to go to school! This should technically be a peace of cake for you, easy peasy....
THEN WHY THE HELL WHERE YOU JUST STANDING THERE LIKE AN IDIOT.
You breath out carefully - this may be my biggest challenge yet- you think.
Taking in a deep breath you finally begin to speak for what seems takes hours. You cough and begin " umm yes.. uh.. Hello, I am.. I mean my name is" oh god why is this so difficult you scold to yourself, teeth clenched in a fake smile for all to see. You chant a mantea to youself. - Be the cool kid be the cool kid feel like a cool kid and be the cool kid- breathing out again you keep going, "My Name is _____ I'm 15 years old," LIES "I hail from Canada, I don't say 'eh' or 'aboot' and we do not ride polar bears. Other than that it is really nice to meet you all and I hope we can get to know each other and have a great year"
Shit.... that sounded waaaay to pretentious didn't it? Oh well no time to worries about what the kids think of you, you were on a mission.
-Strike one-
Oh crap speaking of the mission... you completley forgot to scop out the room! You needed to find a good location to plant your micro cameras so you can keep an eye on what goes on in the classroom. Totally legal!
Quickly you scan the room, well aware that you are still standing before the class. It was a decent view of the room actually.
For the most part it seems like a relatively normal classroom, well... minus the sevear lack of funding and, have they even heard of janitors? It was FILTHY dirty in here. - I better not get sick -. There where some odd posters or trinkets here and there but that was really it.
There was however two things that caught your eye. Actually make that two students. The big headed glasses boy with the wild grin and the rather poorly disguised green skinned boy.
" STOP LOLLY GAGGING AND TAKE YOUR SEAT" jumping at the intense hiss from the teacher you where taken away from your thoughts. Turning to face her you find a sharp finger pointing directly at your face. You narrowed your eyes at her slightly, honestly what was wrong with this lady?
Deciding to oblige you eye the classroom it takes a moment before you realize something.
There are no empty seats for you to take....
You feel your teeth grind and take another look towards the teacher, cautiously raising an eyebrow. "Excuse me, Miss, not to be rude but you currently seem to be out of seats?" Smiling politely you try your best to sound as soft and sweet as possible, simply earning back a hardened glare and growl from the crone.
She snaps her head back towards the class and you follow her gaze. All the children have suddenly gone stiff, colour draining from their faces. The teacher LITERALLY slithers as if she was a snake around the room before pointing to some poor redhead dude wearing a... lab coat? Her elbow pops loudly as it locks in to her target.
" TO THE UNDERGROUND CLASSROOM WITH YOU!!" She freaking screams at the kid. Said kid clings to his chair for dear life, sweating all over his frantic bulging eyes darting around looking for anyone to help him.
But Noone came.
His scream still echoes in your head minuets after he as fallin down into a dark dank abyss below. To say it was a horrifying experience was an understatement. The floor just opened up and snatched the poor soul right from this world, chair dumping him away like trash.
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WHAT. THE. FUCK.... was that? How is that even legal???
Gaping you realize your jaw is stuck in place, suddenly well aware of your situation you try and pry your hand off of the corner of the teachers desk. When did you do that? Your fingers feel stiff as you straitened them, utter shock taking over your body...you feel something else from inside you as well, is that.. anger?
Mumbles flow from your mouth, voice below a whisper, "This is totally not how school works.... that's not normal, this place is messed up how has no one reported this?"
Eyes still glued to the spot where a boy had existed moments ago you carefully shuffle to your new home for the year. You don't dare turn your back on the teacher, watching her the whole time.
Sitting down a shaky breath escapes your lips.
You should have never taken this job.
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~Authors Notes~
Thanks for reading! This has been your Almighty Smallest. Im not 100% sure what to put at the end of these but I promise I'll figure out something interesting :p Tacos for whoever can find the referances.
"Anyone, questions?"