Resident Evil: Apocalypse

Chapter 2: Carnage

As class had begun, teachers were teaching the students stuff that some of the kids found boring while some were paying attention.

Meanwhile, Clint took off his jacket as he spoke to the students. "I know I'm the substitute, but I'm also a friend. It wasn't so long ago that I was sitting exactly where you are. In fact, don't tell those other teachers, but I want you to call me by my first name."

Clint walked over to the board and wrote his name down.
Dink was not reading it right as he misspelled Clint's name by saying. "Cunt?"

Clint turned around as some students were laughing as he retorted. "What? No, you--you can't say--"

Clint turned back to the board and sees how he wrote his name as he explained. "Okay, no, uh my name is Clint. You know what? Just call me Mr. Hadson!"

Clint erased his name off the board as he continued. "Now, I'm not really a teacher. I'm only substituting to pay the bills. I'm actually writing a horror novel. Pretty cool, huh?"

"Yeah, real cool, asshole." Patriot spoke rudely as he was too busy on his phone.

Clint saw Patriot while some students laughed as Clint said. "Excuse me. What's your name?"

"Patriot." Patriot introduced himself sarcastically.

"He got held back." a black kid spoke up.

Patriot turned to the black kid and retorted. "Shut up!"

Clint raised both his brows as he asked. "Your name is Patriot?"

Patriot looked up at Clint as he explained. "That's right. I was born on September 11th. God sent me on that day. That's why, on my 18th birthday, I'm joining the Marines, just to kick some towel-head ass."

"Wow. A lot to unpack there. First off, could you also please keep the language down, otherwise I'll send you outside." Clint told Patriot.

Patriot didn't care as he replied. "Yeah, while you were just talking, I just looked at, like 100 vaginas."

Clint now had enough as he walked over to Patriot to take his phone. "All right. Give me the phone."

"Why?" Patriot asked in nonsense.

"Because you're not allowed to have it. Your principal told me." Clint explained to Patriot.

Patriot started to press Clint even further as Patriot spoke. "How about I start crying and then suggest to my parents about how you touched me inappropriately."

Clint was almost about to break because Patriot was now getting on his nerves. As Clint looked down at Patriot's desk, he saw something familiar on Patriot's notebook cover; EAT A COCK

Clint sworn he seen it before as he replied. "Wait. You didn't happen to write something on the back of a Prius this morning, did you?"

Clint sees Patriot smiling as he figured out that Patriot did as Clint walked back to his desk and told the students. "Okay. So I actually have the first draft of my new novel. Who would like to come up here and read the first chapter aloud? And then you guys can give me some notes."

The same black kid that spoke up raised his hand as Clint pointed to him. "Great. What's your name?"

"Douche." Patriot fake coughed and spoke, causing Clint to turn back to Patriot and give him the mad glare.

The black kid glanced at Patriot and looked back to Clint before he introduced himself. "Calvin."

"Calvin. Come on down." Clint told Calvin.