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The silly adventures of our silly, confused goober in a fun learning environment we call '𝗣𝗮𝗽𝗲𝗿 𝗦𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗼𝗹'!
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A silly fanfic of the silly animation video created by our lovely creator, Kaaatie!
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I lab you gaise.
TW: You have to scroll + Swearing.
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"AAAHHHHHHCK- OOF!"
Claire exclaimed in pain, landing face first on the ground between bookshelves.
She looked up and groaned, "Why is this even happening to me..?" Claire winced, getting up from her position. Rubbing her arm, she took a few minutes to collect herself from the impact of landing. She looked up and saw the staircase to upstairs, which she decided to head up to find Engel and [NAME] again.
Her hair slightly messy, she grumbled mean words under her breath as she walked up the stairs. I mean, why her of all people? She just wanted to swat those bullies away and show them whose boss so she can just be left alone. At this point, Claire was deeply annoyed, "I just wanna strangle stupid Oliver.." She complained.
Walking through the hallways, she proceeded to make her way through quietly and just reunite with her friends once and for all. It was until she noticed the figure of her science teacher, Miss Bloomie, standing right in front of her. And she didn't look so happy.
There stood Miss Bloomie's figure in front of the small girl. She held out a piece of paper with a firm grip, and a look that appeared to be a scowl across Miss Bloomie's face. It was then realization dawned upon Claire when she observed the paper her teacher held out. She had failed her test.
A gasp left Claire's lips, and backed up from the teacher with sweat forming around her forehead, she knew it was time to run.
"HELP!" She screamed, turning sharply to immediately run. Running away as much as possible from the teacher with murderous intentions of killing her for a failed test. Her cries and yells could be heard across the school, it caught the attention of even the faculty staff.
Speeding through the hallways with Miss Bloomie behind her, with a big razor for a hand, she quickly analysed the hallways. Looking for a possible exit, she ran inside the locker, hoping Miss Bloomie hadn't caught sight of her running inside a locker......
She didn't.
As soon as Miss Bloomie had passed by her hiding spot, she quickly exiting for a gasp of air before quickly running the opposite direction, in hopes to find the exit.
"I gotta get out, this isn't normal!" Claire panicked, tears threatening to pour out before being forced to bottle up. Now was no time to stop and cry, for if she had stopped now, she would have been dead meat.
But even after her attempts of running corner after corner, she found herself stuck between a dead end by Miss Thavel with a murderous grin. And as Miss Thavel rolled up the failed test of Claire's test, the grin only turned into a deadly looking smile. One that looked like it would bite down and tear your flesh apart.
