Fishy's Adventures

Chapter Two - Rising To Power

Fishy quickly rose through the ranks of the IIIrd LO. He soon became the right-hand man of the headmaster - Mr. Rocky. When Rocky inevitably retired, he chose Fishy as his successor. He also found a drug dealer's phone number taped under his desk. What a lovely surprise! He spent the summer break smoking weed bought from that dealer himself.

- What a great day! - Fishy thought out loud while he was smoking his evening weed - The summer break's about to end and I'm gonna meet my new class. They will be my experiment: we will punish them extra hard, like nobody else in this school, ever! I'll see if any of the students resort to suicide there. -Fishy said, evil smirk appearing on his face. He soon started to laugh like those evil scientists in horror movies, although it's not easy to look creepy and smoke weed at the same time.
During the school year opening ceremony, Fishy looked closely at the class which was labeled as "1b", while resisting the urge to find a room and smoke some weed. The youngsters looked quite confused, unsure about the future. They couldn't have known what kind of destiny awaited them.
After a few months the effects of the youth's 'treatment' became visible.Their eyes started to look tired, they were all scruffy-looking and their morale was lower than ever. Fishy thought that they could probably feel better by smoking some of his weed, though he also decided not to share any with them. They were test subjects, after all. During the math lesson, he presented the topic to the class, though the students couldn't get anything from what he was explaining.
- Poor kids. They look really miserable. Oh, I forgot that my empathy is nonexistent - Fishy thought, laughing inside, while giving his class a broad smile that couldn't be more fake.

After the lesson, the first thing he saw after entering the teacher's room were discontented teachers looking at him.
- We are not going to put up with your addiction anymore, Fishy! Resign from your headmaster's position and nobody gets hurt today! - Ms. Important, the vice-headmistress said, holding a baseball bat. All the other teachers were also holding all kinds of dangerous stuff: army knives, machetes and cheesecake. Because it was the dessert break, and cheesecake can pretty much mess you up.

- Well, well, dear teachers, doing the same thing all the time. Always bringing knives to a gunfight. - Fishy said while revealing an AK-47 which was hidden under his suit.

- There are about 30 teachers here which is the amount of bullets I have. And I always get my mark, don't you even try me on that. So you will do what I want if you don't wanna become as existent as tg90°! You will accept my.. ..habits and will keep them secret to all the students! I will not resign before I die of cancer, which will never happen because weed prevents that, unfortunately for you.
The teachers looked at each other, then at the 'k, then at Mrs. Important and Mr. Froggy, Fishy's second-in-command, and silently agreed to Fishy's demands by returning to what they were doing before.
That's how Fishy grasped all the power he needed, yet he had way more to do with the class 1b...