Shyanne {a Shyanne creepypasta origin.}

Snap

I was exausted , but still listened to the class. I was really bored and playing with my mechanical pencil. It was like my mind all of a sudden went into another mode. My mind was full of anger and resentment. Each word the teacher said disgusted me.

"Alex! Your book report is still late from 3 weeks ago. Give it to me now or-"

"Or what?" my head tilted. "What are you going to do to me? Detention? Been there, done that. You seem to think I'm scared, but I'm not. Do you want me to be? Well okay. Ooo look at me. I'm solo scared of," I laughed, "of you." I rolled my eyes. "Yeah. Right."

"Get your butt over here now young lady!"

I shrugged. "What if I don't want to?"

By now, my teacher was completely baffled for one thing. For another, she was out of things she could think of to say to scare me. So she just studdered," um-well-you-um....."

I smiled. "Whatever. Like I would have a reason to be scared of you."

Her eyes were now stern, "get your as-"

I threw my pencil like a knife. It landed directly at a bull's-eye on our bulletin board right beside her ear. And, at the speed it was going from the back of the room, the eraser could have sliced her ear open. The entire class's eyes widen, including me. What the hell did I just do? I gulped.

"Go to the office now!!!!!" screamed my teacher as I ran to the girls' restroom.

I slashed water on my face trying to comprehend what I'd done. I began crying. "Shit!" I whispered. As I was about to exit, I noticed someone in the hallway across from where I was standing with a black hoodie and a blue mask of whom I knew couldn't be a student.