The Scientific Jerk

Chapter Six

I set my little artwork on the table and waited for Captain to come. I had a really good feeling about this. Almost everyone in the room complimented it.

And oh did I tell you? That ugly coat? Yeah it looks awesome now. I ironed it first of all. I also dyed it purple. It has beads and studs around the edges. And I totally got rid of the 80's coat length. I had cut it so it was a little higher than my knees. And guess who looked fabulous. That's right, my project.

I was holding in my evil laugh while Captain checked Jasmine's project. He would look at everyone's electronic, make a "it's pretty cool" face and then write something on his clipboard. Then he walked up to my table. I turned on my little robot and placed it in water. He started his timewatch. It danced and twinkled and buzzed. Captain starred at it for a long time. His watch went over 5 minutes.

That's right Captain. Feel the regrets.

Then Captain lifted his head. "Unsatisfying," he said and quickly wrote something on his clipboard.

Unsatisfying.

I could feel my blood rising. My fist was hurting from holding it so tight. I clinched my teeth. I could see that everyone in the room, except Captain was looking at me. Their expression on their faces said "she doesn't deserve it". Cassy tried to calm me down. But since I was wearing a really cute outfit today, I couldn't mess it up by murdering anyone.

I hated these kinda of disappointments. Especially when you have a really good feeling and then the good feeling is pulled from its roots and left to rot.

Like I remember when I was little and it was my birthday. And I went outside where my grandmother was watering plants. I raised both my hands, closed my eyes and ran. I felt so happy and confident. The air felt so breezy passing through my face. And then my head hit into something. Just like that. It wasn't long before realised that my face was pressed firmly against my grandmother's butt. Yep. Total disappointment. I mean my face glued to my grandma's behind was basically a symbol of failure and disappointment.

I left Science Club early that day. And I stayed home and starred at the wall in my room for hours.

After a while, my brain landed on an idea. An evil idea. I went on the internet and searched, How to make someone's arms turn green.

The web gave me many ingredients along with many, many, many DANGER and WARNING signs. The web said that the liquid makes an allergic reaction to the human skin to and turns the skin green for roughly a week.

Captain had crossed the line, and I was gonna cross it too.

After 3 trips to the stores, I finally had everything to make Captain's hands into a salad. I brought a small spray bottle to put the liquid in it. The plan was to spray a ton of this liquid into captain's coat, keys, and the door knob of this one door that only Captain had access to.

The plan was that once Captain realizes that his hands are turning green, he would put his "chemical" stuff on it. Then I could tell him that the only way to get rid if it is by drinking raw eggs and placing raw cow meat on the green spots. Seriously, a phycologist said that it worked on a few of his patients.

About an hour later, I had a full bottle of evilness. Then I went to sleep, and had a good sleep.

In school, I was just dying to use the bottle.

Since I had Mr. Stanley's class last, I held the bottle in my hand. My finger was desperate to pull the trigger.
My hands were trembling and I starred at the clock.

The bell finally rang. I got up and I was about to leave.

"Allison!" It was Mr. Stanley. I could have ignored him but I was afraid he would cut my points off for not answering him. I grade strictly on participation, I remember him say.

"Yes?" I replied.

Mr. Stanley picked up a paper from his desk and hand it to me. I looked at the paper which had my name on it and my grade for this class. D+.

"I got really good results from Science Club Al!" He smiled. "Captain and I really liked your project!"

"Thank you Mr. Stanley" I said and walked out of the classroom. I speed-walked to the Science Club. My hands were on the Science club door knob. Right next to the door was a trash can. I took the bottle, and tossed it in the trash.

You are so lucky Captain.

Authors Note
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