Ninjago : The Second Generation (DISCONTINUED!)

Chapter Three

Lumi and Blaze sucked in a breathe before opening the door to homeroom. Lumi sat in between Katie and Asrar's empty seat.

"So . . ." Blaze began.

"Katie," Lumi continued.

"Yes?" Katie asked, looking up from her book.

"Do you really want to be a ninja?" Blaze asked.

"Why would I want to be a ninja?" Katie wondered.

Blaze and Lumi shared a glance. "You said that you wanted to be a ninja."

"Of course I don't. I'll let them save Ninjago. I prefer to just read my books," Katie answered.

"Don't lie to us. We aren't stupid. We literally saw you yesterday," Blaze said.

"I'm not lying! I have no idea what you're talking about!" Katie defended.

"Then who the fuck told us that they wanted to be a fucking ninja that looked fucking exactly like you?!" Lumi asked.

"Please don't use that kind of language," Katie said. She was probably the only kid in school who didn't curse. "I don't want to be a ninja. Why would I?"

Lumi was about to explode, but before she had a chance, the teacher came into the classroom. Ms. Johnson smiled. "Happy Wednesday!"

Lumi rolled her eyes. She wasn't in the mood for Ms. Johnson's peppiness right now.

"Our school dance is a week from Friday! Make sure to have a date! We wouldn't want to be bullied, now would we?" Ms. Johnson asked.

Lumi raised her hand. When the teacher called on her, Lumi raised an eyebrow. "Are you sick?"

"Why would I be sick?" Ms. Johnson smiled.

"There's nothing wrong with her," Katie said. "Why do you think she's sick?"

"You are kidding, right?" Lumi asked.

"I assure you, I'm perfectly normal," Ms. Johnson promised.

Blaze frowned. "I don't know what you're talking about, Lumi. She's acting the same as always."

Lumi's mouth fell open as the whole class agreed that Ms. Johnson was normal. When Lumi and Ms. Johnson made eye contact, Ms. Johnson was smirking. Lumi stood up and slammed her hands on the table.

"May I go get some water?" Lumi asked through gritted teeth.

Ms. Johnson went back to her cheery smile. "Why of course, dear."

"What?!" Lumi yelled. "Dear?! Why would you call me that?!"

"Just get the fuck out of here and go get your water, you paranoid weirdo," some dude said.

Lumi looked like she was about to be driven to murder. "I will karate chop your mother fucking head off!" she screamed.

"You aren't a fucking ninja!" the dude screamed back.

Lumi was about to respond - respond how, she didn't know - but she was interrupted by Ms. Johnson.

"Now, now. Calm down. There is no need for that kind of language. My dear Lumi, may I see you out in the hall?" Ms. Johnson asked. Before Lumi could respond, Ms. Johnson grabbed her wrist and pulled Lumi out into the hallway. Ms. Johnson shut the door to the classroom.

"So, are you sick?" Lumi asked.

"Listen here, you little mother fucker," Ms. Johnson started, all the fakeness from her voice gone. "I am not sick, I am not dealing with your shitty behavior, and I am not letting you ruin everything."

Lumi never thought that a high school teacher would scare her after all the crazy villains she fought, but she was wrong. She was practically cowering in fear.

"Understand?" Ms. Johnson clarified.

Lumi swallowed. "Yes ma'am."

Ms. Johnson opened the door. When she spoke again, all the fakeness was back. "After you, Lumi."

Lumi quickly sped into the classroom and sat down.

"Talk amongst yourselves," Ms. Johnson smiled. "I just need to go . . . print copies of the math homework." Ms. Johnson walked out of classroom.

"I'll be right back," Lumi told Blaze and Katie - who were still talking about the thing from yesterday - before following Ms. Johnson down the hall.

Lumi finally caught up with her. "You're an ELA teacher."

"What?" Ms. Johnson snapped. "So?"

"You said you were printing math homework," Lumi smirked.

Ms. Johnson sighed and stopped walking. She turned towards Lumi.

"Alright, you don't seem as dumb as everyone else," Ms. Johnson stated. "Probably because you're the green ninja-"

"How did you know that I was the green ninja?" Lumi asked.

"Come on. It's so obvious. You're the green ninja. The red ninja is your friend, Blaze. The ice ninja is that guy who pretends to be human, but is actually a robot-"

Lumi interrupted again. "Nindroid."

"What?"

"He's a nindroid, not a robot."

"Whatever. The point is, unlike everyone else, you're not a dumbass. That means you're a threat. That means that some way or another, I will have to dispose of you."

"Would you really kill your own student?"

"That's the thing . . ." Ms. Johnson leaned in so close, Lumi could feel her breath on her cheeks. It was surprisingly cold. "You aren't my student."

Lumi jumped at the creepiness in Ms. Johnson's voice. It didn't even sound like her voice anymore.

"If you aren't Ms. Johnson, you are you?" Lumi questioned.

"Now, now, dear," Ms. Johnson's impersonator smiled. "What's the fun in telling you that?"