Harley gaped at Ivy. "You were arrested?" Ivy nodded. "What was it like in the slammer? Didja meet anyone?" Harley looked around. "Did ya drop the soap?" She asked in a whisper.
Ivy laughed. "No, I was only there for thirty minutes. Plus, it wasn't even a real cell! It was that stupid waiting cell thing..." Ivy rolled her eyes.
"Oh..." Harley said, disappointed. The two girls say in class, waiting for the teacher. Suddenly, the class went silent. Standing in the doorway was a teacher with a sour look on her face. She was probably in her forties but she had this everlasting scowl, which made her look older.
Her hair was twisted into a a very neat, very tight bun on top of her head. She wore a long skirt that went to her ankles, a white work shirt that was tucked into her skirt, a pair of loafers with a tiny heel. She had cat-eye glasses that rested on the tip of her nose. She was carrying a briefcase in her right hand and a book in the other.
She scowled at everybody. "Turn to page 244 in your language arts book." She said loudly. Several kids opened their books, but Harley, Ivy, and Wade didn't. Wade was sitting in the back of the room, giving the teacher a come-at-me-bro look. Ivy and Harley sat there like angels. "I said, OPEN. YOUR. BOOKS." She shouted. Harley grinned. Wade blinked at her with a mischievous smile.
She glared at them and turned her back to write on the board. Harley leaned back on her chair and put her feet on her desk. She picked up her eraser. Slowly she began tearing it apart. Ivy looked over at Harley, and grinned. Wade began moving his desk forward, making a loud noise. Harley threw a piece of eraser and hit her in the back.
The teacher turned and wiped her back. "I'm Mrs Anderson." She said with a scowl.
Another kid threw a ball of paper at her. Harley looked behind her and saw most of the class with mischievous smiles. A kid in the back threw his books on the floor. Mrs Anderson turned.
A kid raised her hand. "May I go use the restroom?"
"No." The girl stood up and left. Half the class asked to go to the bathroom, and just left.
At this point, everybody was talking loudly. "We need to get rid of her. I hate this substitute." Harley grinned. Wade winked at her.
Then we went silent as Mrs Anderson face planted on her desk. "I can't do it! It's too hard!"
"That's what she said." Wade said. The teacher let out a frustrated sob and ran out of the room.
Ughh... I'm really sorry guys (21 readers XD)... I haven't had time to write much because school, and my mom had ankle surgery and hasn't been able to move around so I have to take over her job :( So I have had a lot of stress built on me, but I promise I'll do better <3
(I know it's not much, but it still makes my day) Thanks to those 21 readers and 11 people who have added it to their library <3 it makes me happy to know some people enjoy it.
I know this book isn't going to get to the top charts. Those books are usually teen fiction, bad boy, love books. I never started this book all like 'Whoop! Gonna make it to the top!' I just wanted to write this book because DC Comics is my love.
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RandomThis is a book based off of the MARVEL and DC comics. Just take those characters, change them into teens, and put 'em in a high school together! (WARNING: mild language and some violent-ish scenes) I own none of these characters. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~...